Can we please still be friends?
Has anyone else seen this blog entry circulating facebook?
It's the one about if your house always looks like the cover of a magazine, you are trying too hard. Please don't clean before I come over, cuz I don't want to clean before I invite you over. I can't be friends with you if your linen closet is organized. Let's be real with each other and embrace the chaos. Messy moms unite!
Every time that I have seen it posted it has come with a series of thumbs up from other moms, and a string of comments agreeing that keeping a clean house is impossible with little kids.
I agree completely! I am continually thankful that when I had 2 under 2 we lived in a single floor apartment that I rarely dusted and could run the vacuum through in 5 minutes if I needed to. I could never ever ever have kept up with the housework in our current house if I had kids that needed constant attention like they did a few years ago.
Even still, with fairly self sufficient kiddos, at some point almost every day my house looks like the cover photo on her blog entry. I have rooms in this house that almost ALWAYS look like that.
I am thankful to have a handful of friends that I would absolutely invite over spur of the moment, and not cringe as they stepped over a pile of shoes in my entryway, and a trail of laundry down my hall.
I think we all need people in our life like that.
But guess what...if I just met you, or you've never been in my house? I'm going to clean for 3 hours before you come over. If I host a party- I'm going to clean all day before it starts. It's who I am, and it's how I was raised. To me it's not a whole lot different than getting dressed in nice clothes and throwing on a bit of makeup when I go out. Sometimes it feels nice to be put together.
But I don't just clean when we are having company. When my kids are at school- I clean. When I wake up on Saturday morning- I clean. I don't do it to impress anyone or to try to create a façade that indicates "I have it all together." I just like to have a clean house. My husband and I are both kinda OCD and neither one of us can relax in a house that is cluttered.
Case in point: my kids have been at the neighbor's all morning and I decided to organize the laundry room instead of sitting down with a cup of coffee and a book. I have a problem.
But here's the deal, I don't expect everyone to be like me. I promise I will not judge you if your house is cluttered and I pop by unannounced, or with 7 days notice. I don't care if your hallway is a mess or your closets are a disaster. Just please do me a favor and promise not to judge me if my house IS clean, because it has nothing to do with my ability to create authentic relationships. It just makes me a little weird.