I can’t count the number of times I’ve heard my mother say:
I just can’t leave a dirty house.
Growing up, I never understood this phrase. Sure you could! I left my room dirty every morning (and it often miraculously cleaned itself after I was gone) and no one seemed to bat an eyelash. No cleanliness god punished me for shirking my duty. No strangers ever came in for a house tour and wanted to specifically walk into my room. What was the big deal?