Cleaning is hell. In Hell, I believe that all you do all day and night are clean up after who knows who. Demons perhaps? Clean is a subjective term in itself. What is clean for one person is certainly not clean enough for another. It probably doesn't help that I am married to a man that is reminiscent of the TV character "Monk". Most people who see my home comment on how great it looks even though we have 3 kids even if they drop by unannounced! But my husband who was raised by his Grandmother (they are African American) in Georgia expects me to dance around like "Mr. Clean" all day with a smile on my face like "June Cleaver" and take this huge amount of pride in it. I do not know if it is a cultural thing or what.
Now on the other hand, my pet peeve is punctuality! He is always LATE. I think it is rude and unacceptable.
Unfortunately I doubt that I'll ever be clean enough or he'll ever be punctual enough so we will both have to continue to compromise. This is a lot easier IF you get some help from God by the way!
Good luck and Good bye
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