Recently, I was in someone’s house for quick minute, and for a quick minute did I certainly stay. Staying any longer than that would have messed with my sanity, and my health… my appetite had already been affected. There was simply no excuse for the madness. What was the culprit you might ask? Quite simply it was a dirty, nasty disgusting house.
The house had not been cleaned in what looks like years. The house reeked of dirt, and the smell was lingering. The kitchen was an atrocious mess. The counters, the floor, the sinks that was about all I could take. I proffered some lame excuse and politely excused myself.
Folks, if you are self-conscious about your house for fear that someone will talk badly about it, you are truly correct People definitely will and I am one of them. Of course if I am close to you I will get at you and let you know before running up and down the streets crying “You nasty sun of a gun…!”
It amazes me though (and not in a good way) how people can lay around in their own filth. I guess people say that you get immune to it after a while and just do not notice but how can that be? IF I see one stain on my countertop or notice my trash needing emptied, my mind just won’t let me relax or rest until it’s taken care of. I thought everyone else had that same thinking. Obviously not.
There are a lot of things that make for a nasty house. If you are guilty, don’t call yourself out; just take care of it before anyone notices. ;-). These are the non-negotiable things that must be taken care of at hour house daily.
The Kitchen: This area is most the most important thing in your house or the most important area of your house. Odds are that when you invite people over to your house they will be eating or drinking. Eating is what connects people to fellowship. It’s a common tradition among many different cultures. Who would want to do that in a dirty nasty kitchen? Or say a friend invites you over to the house you’re excited for the invite until you get to the house and notice in the kitchen dishes stacked up the ceiling in cruddy, cloudy, choppy water, the kitchen floor has more stains and specks then clean spots, the counter tops match the floors, and the fridge is filled more with foods that look more like specimens on CSI or Criminal Minds then foods you see at the grocery store. You immediately start to cringe. You begin to itch; you begin to get a little sick and also nervous because you no at any moment you are going to get asked those dreaded words “You want something to eat?” You immediately proffer excuses such as “Oh I just ate!” “I’m on a diet.” “I’m fasting.” Whatever comes to your head, you spit out in hopes of that excuse being good enough.
The Living Room: You walk into the living room and notice and your horror increases because the carpets are filled with so many stains and crud you wonder if they household missed the memo about vacuums or is there some cultural or religious reason in which a vacuum is not being used. There has to be a reason. The even more hilarious thing is your host has the nerve to ask you to take your shoes off. You look at them like… ?
Now you are already coming up with excuses to make a quick exit if you can. You sit and just try to focus on something clean in the house like the window which points to the clear outside and the blue sky, it’s too bad you can’t just click your hills like Dorothy and get home. Naw you stuck like Chuck.
Then it happens…..
You begin to get that twinkle and glitch. You know what it is. You have to “use it”. You already know the kitchen was strike 1, the living room was strike 2, maybe just maybe the bathroom will be their saving grace. You hope. You proceed to ask where the bathroom is, and you begin to sweat. The Vincent Price rap from "Thriller" begins to creep into your head as you approach the door then you slowly turn the door and enter slowly. All of a sudden the end of "Thriller" pops into your head and hear that famous Vincent Price laugh. Strike 3.
More stains on the floor, the sink has hair, crusted toothpaste, and worst yet a bar of slimy, disgusting, and moving around bar soap on it. The bathtub has a ring around it so thick it would make Saturn jealous, but as Nettie on The Color Purple would say, “The worst is yet to be told..” you have not opened up the toilet yet. You have to go, you wonder if it would just be easier to pee your pants and say you had bladder leakage like Sheryl Underwood but you don’t want to play around like that so you just go ahead and open up that lid. You instantly regret it. The water smells of oldness and pee, the water stains have rusted the basin, and there is the lid is scratchy. You wonder when the last time some Lysol and Clorox have went down the basin and squished around for a little while. You squat or stand again hoping there is another window to look out of and like Olivia Pope in the last few episodes of Scandal you immediately begin to plan your escape route… but first you have to figure out how you are going to clean your hands because God knows you are not going to put your hands on that soap.
Somehow you make it out alive. You get home and you want to kiss your immaculate floor. You never look at your friend the same. You are ticked off, and bewitched and bewildered about how someone can be so cool but so nasty.
If you are reading this and this resonates with you, all I can say is CLEAN YOUR HOUSE but alas there will be excuses. There will be those pitiful, predictable lame excuses. Have you ever heard these? Have you ever used these?
1. I’m too busy. I have just had no time to clean.
2. I’m not much of a housekeeper.
3. I’m from the country, this is how we do.
4. When you’re a parent, you just do not have time to keep your house clean.
5. My bad back won’t allow me to get in those corners and clean.
6. I’m too tired.
7. The landlord should clean the house.
8. My kids won’t clean up after themselves.
9. I don’t notice.
10. I only clean once a month.
Have you ever heard these excuses? Have you ever given these excuses? STOP IT. Let me tell you when I get home, I’m exhausted and I just want to rest but I just cannot until my kitchen is clean because my mind will just fixate on it. When I cook, I wash the utensils before I eat, because my mind will fixate on the dirty dishes.
I should not have to say that not cleaning your house leads to all types of consequences. For one have you ever heard of bacteria? Do you know bacteria causes illness? Now there are people who like dirty houses, they love, love, love them. You know roaches, mice, rats, ants, and the occasional squirrel.IF you are in an apartment or duplex those creatures begin to venture into your neighbors house who actually cleans theirs. If you rent, and you keep your house like this, you are a property owner’s worse nightmare. When you do vacate, they are going to have to completely overhaul the mess with new carpets, a severe paint job, potentially new appliances, and exterminator jobs but you have the nerve to ask for your security deposit back?
There really is not an excuse for a nasty house. Your house is a blessing from God you should keep it clean. After all cleanliness is next to Godliness. There are way too many options out there if you can’t keep your house clean yourself, I suggest you look into them.
Plus it makes me ponder, if you are too lazy to wash your dishes, clean your sinks and counters, what else are you too lazy to clean…
Hmm….think about that for a minute....
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