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My adventures in "making" – mostly sewing & quilting – and in traveling.


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An Expression of Joyous Anticipation

So everyone out there who hates housecleaning — is there anyone out there who does not hate housecleaning? In any case, for all those who do hate housecleaning, I am not saying that I like it. I don’t. What a phenomenal black hole of time and energy it is! You are never really done with it; there is always something that could be cleaner or neater, and even if there weren’t, it only takes 5 minutes for the clean to become dirty again. One could houseclean endlessly, if one really cared.

Well, this one does not care all that much. However, I have recently recognized that one of the factors that will motivate me to clean is the expectation of the arrival of some person or persons. It doesn’t need to be somebody particularly terrifying, like one’s mother-in-law. (Clarification: My own mother-in-law, may she rest in peace, was  not particularly terrifying. Still, she did inspire some angst in the housecleaning area.)

I believe we are all familiar with someone who will clean the house quite thoroughly any time this someone is angry or anxious about something. I have certainly used house cleaning for stress relief once in awhile myself. It is aerobic exercise, after all. And it is useful. When the cleaning ends — as it will, if only due to exhaustion — one not only has worked off some stress and burned some calories, one has a pleasant environment in which to stew, if stewing still needs to be done. But I have only recently realized that one need not be worried or angry to be motivated to clean.

No indeed: I have just realized that I clean in anticipation of the arrival of nearly anyone, and there isn’t that much angst involved. Sometimes none, in fact. I have been sitting here at home with just the dog and the cat for 2 weeks, and have not been motivated to do more than a bit of laundry and minimal kitchen cleaning. Larry (aka “the hubs”) is due to arrive at the airport at 5:30 this afternoon, and I suddenly find I really want to get a few things cleaned up before he gets home. I could have done these things any time these last two weeks, but I just couldn’t bring myself to care that much. But today I care; today I am actually feeling happy about the cleaning.

This isn’t the first time this has happened, either. There are visits from friends and family that have motivated me to clean; sometimes excessively. I can honestly say that this cleaning was not done because I was afraid of what these people would think. No, it was done because I wanted my friends to be comfortable and enjoy the visit. I wanted to offer them a nice environment in which to “eat, drink and be merry”. I wanted them to be able to feel relaxed, and there is nothing like a clean house to make one feel relaxed.

What? A clean house doesn’t make you feel relaxed? No? Just me? Surely not! I’d love to know your reaction to housecleaning, and what motivates you. Leave me a comment, and let me know if I’m alone in me experience, or if there are other sorts of emotions that you express by cleaning the house.

Author: sewlovinglife

I'm an "old retired lady" working hard at learning how to play. Fabric is my favorite toy, followed closely by food, and our RV.

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