Wednesday, February 9, 2011


Today we had our house sprayed for pests.  I was embarrassed by the sheer number of cockroaches.  It quite likely wasn't my fault, but I feel it could be that my clutter impedes me from keeping my house as clean as I would like it.

But I was more embarrassed by the piles of clutter, and the stuff shoved into cupboards, because the pest control man had to spray in those places.  It's certainly not as bad as other people's houses, and definitely much, much better than it used to be.

I don't like feeling this way.  I want to be able to invite people home for lunch after church on Sunday, or have a friends over for morning tea, and know that we can find the dining table and the kitchen bench, without having to shove things in another room. Without apologising about the state of the house.

Things have to change.

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