Saturday, February 21, 2015

Maintaining Order

Why should it be that I feel virtuous after getting any kind of cleaning done? At least part of the pleasure of being in the house here is being able to set things to right that would otherwise remain unattended to, and thus irritate - mildly so, but distinctly. I've not been able to give the books here a reasonable going over since last June, essentially the result of doing the umrah in December, and the omission was bugging me more than somewhat. Today I set manfully about the task and am now positively glowing. There are certain obsessive parts of a personality that it pays to cultivate.

Mind you, if you've ever watched Clean House, that great trashy - in more ways than one - programme in which various lazy slobs open up their messy houses for the likes of us to gloat over in order to get it all cleaned up gratis, you'll be usefully aware that cultivating the habit of keeping chaos at bay has its upside.

(It goes without saying, of course, that the real cleaning gets done by the Missus - so I won't say it, but will just be deeply grateful instead.)

No comments: