I realize that I am quite obsessive about some things. I claim it to be in my DNA, but a good bit of it is my mother’s fault (sorry, Mom!) since I’m doing nothing different than what she taught me. Case in point: Going out of town.
I can’t leave my house for vacation without:Photo from QualityBeachResort
Making the bed (with clean sheets, of course!)Photo from JimmyRoq
Doing every drop of laundry, save for what’s on my body.Photo from Wesley Fryer
Taking out the trash.Photo from Editor B
Putting all the dishes in the dishwasher and running it. I usually save it to empty when we come back, but maybe I should do that, too.
Vacuuming. It’s hard to see, but there are vacuum lines!
I realize this can’t go on forever, but for the meantime, it means coming home to NO chores and the ability to relax just a little more before getting back to the real world.