Clean Freak

My family gets here in t-minus 21 hours. Is my flat clean? Well. I mean. It's cleanish. I will do some more cleaning tonight, but Grey's Anatomy and Desperate Housewives are on. I make no promises. :) But people from work have been asking me if my flat is clean.

I stated my philosophy. I think that my flat is cleanish. But it's sort of a dank with dusty corners kind of place. I have vacuumed and dusted, but it's small and accumulates dirt easily. So... are my dishes clean? Is the floor vacuumed? Is my bed made? The table cleared and my clothes safely in my closet? Yes. What more can I want? I got the comment: "If I was coming halfway around the world to see you and your place is dirty, I would be offended."

I responded: "Yes, my family is coming to see me. Not my flat, regardless of its cleanliness. And Luckily, my family are the kind of people who would not be offended by the state of my living quarters. I guess that's why we get along so well."

I miss my family. And the fact that cleanliness really isn't a big issue with us.