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Originally Posted by *Anya*

Sty, style: dirty houses, period.

I don't mind a little clutter. A little.

I can't help it, I always look at my own houses, now apartment, through my mother's eyes.

That woman could spot a speck of dirt at 40 feet away. She would always be compelled to point it out.

My heart would always sink.

I never comment on someone else's dirty house. To me, that is rude and being a bad guest.

However, I am totally freaked out to eat their food and I see every speck of dirt on their glasses and silverware.

When I have company coming, you can only imagine the pre-cleaning that goes on.

My mother.

The gift that keeps on giving.

Adding Cat or Dog hair flying around to the mess & that makes it even worse!