I was frantically calmly cleaning the bathroom this past Saturday for my husband’s and son’s birthday party on Sunday. It was ‘the family’ party, meaning that my parents & in-laws were coming. Meaning I had to up my game a little. My Mother-in-law has a spotless house; you could eat off the top of the fridge on any given day. I can’t remember the last time I cleaned the top of the fridge – I’m lucky that the outside was cleaned, well at least the parts not covered by fridge art… ya know what they say: out of sight – not gonna be cleaned. Oh wait, that’s what I say*. My mom – well, she’s my mom – enough said. I typically live in a superficially clean house. Don’t bring the white glove and don’t look too closely. I find NOT wearing my glasses around the house makes it look better.
Anyway, I took down the dirty towel and searched for one that wasn’t either decrepit, worn around the edges, stained with hair dye or the size of a small island. I was coming up rather short. I realized that all my towels were less than stellar. But I cannot bear (bare?) to get rid of a towel just because it’s a little frayed at the edges. I feel the same about clothing. It seems so wasteful to get rid of a towel just because it’s not perfect; it still functions like it did when it was pristine. My towels are clean – does that count for anything? I don’t know – am I cheap? I don’t think so – I think apathetic to social niceties might be more accurate.
Then later, I was trimming veggies and thinking that this is the ultimate Western World mentality. We trim off perfectly edible parts of vegetables – when in other countries around the world, people would NEVER think to trim any part of it because it didn’t ‘look perfect’. They use every single bit of the vegetable because they do not have enough food as it is- much less any to waste on aesthetics. So how come I will not throw out a towel until it’s just a threadbare rectangle but I waste food? I don’t know – and I don’t really know where this is going – it just occurred to me how weird my world is at times.
So when you come to my house – please don’t judge me by my tatty towels; I’m not sure what the state of my veggies will be, however. _______________________________________________________________________________
*Ok – I have to state that my kitchen is clean – I cook & bake a lot and never want anyone to feel uncomfortable eating anything that comes out of my kitchen…but it’s not spotless like a adept cleaner would keep it. The rest of the house? Um…..superficially clean….so here’s a tip: don’t eat off my bathroom floors.