Folks coming over inspired a mini cleaning spree. I don’t know why I do this — no one would mind a few dishes in the sink. Or a pile of recycling by the backdoor. Crumbs on the carpet around the couch. Various stacks of stuff that need to find a home.
Tall grass.
Dust.
I got this trait from my mom but it didn’t emerge until later in life.
She was always 20 minutes away from “ready for company.”
Vases filled.