I'm a neat freak. There, I admit it. I simply can't stand it when I visit someones house, there's stuff all over the place and I suspect that there may be a 2-week old sandwich behind the couch. I once visited a boyfriend in my twenties and started to clean up by doing the washing up - I got a good telling off. So I am very cautious about spreading the tidying bug when I visit people.
I was therefore very suprised when visiting my current boyfriend today. He had a friend of his coming over from out of town and we were getting the place ready for her arrival. It started small - change the sheets, vacuum the floor - but we decided to move the couch. Then his friend arrived, a little early, and was so encouraging we spent the rest of the afternoon cleaning behind everything. We rearranged the furniture, grouped all the books & DVDs, filled up the recyling bucket and created a big pile of all the 'things which didn't have a home'.
Through it all all he gave me big hugs and thanks for making him sort it out! I was a little worried that I was taking over his place, but he was so happy to have it tidy, not have cables all over the place, sorted out several bunches of random paperwork and found a home / recycled the big pile of 'things'. We did a great days work and could be justifiably proud of what we achieved.
Sometimes one mans pushy is anothers motivation. Thankyou you for making me see me from a different perspective.
luv, ceedee
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