Why is it easier to clean when you’ve got people coming over?
We try and keep things relatively tidy, day-to-day and week-to-week, the kids have their own sets of tidying to do each day, and yet things kind of accumulate round the edges, things that we mean to get to.
And then the time to get to them seems to be when we’ve arranged for people to come over. All the edge surfaces around the room, mantel, piano, and so on and so on – today even the back yard because we’re planning to spend some time out there (“Bright light!”). Something about company coming over that gives us the oomph that we don’t really sustain just for ourselves.
Just one of life’s little oddities.