Does a messy home (or office) make me anxious and cranky, or is cleaning something I just do before company comes over?
You bet that messes drive me crazy — anywhere. It’s almost an OCD with me, and not because I was brought up to believe that as members of the fairer sex, we should be neat and proper. Nor was the ‘cleanliness is next to Godliness’ adage particularly relevant in our household. I’ve tried being messy, and adopted order over chaos as a matter of practicality. Everything must be just so.
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