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The Heirarchies of Cleanliness

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I feel like everyone can relate to the panic of impending houseguests.  First, there’s nonchalance. “Oh you’re in our neighborhood, how fun! You should stop by.” Then there’s the cold sweat of panic as you exclaim, in a high-pitched voice, “Yay, this is so exciting! What a fun surprise!” And then there’s the sense of doom that sets in. You look around your house. You die a little inside. And then you run around your house like a damn crazy person, trying to strategically decide what to tackle first. The dishes in the sink look awful, for example, but the duck potty full of pee in the living room and the dog food your toddler was having for a snack might prompt someone to alert the authorities. So yeah, you hit that first.  And then spiral as far as you can before you hear the slam of a car door and pray to God your daughter flushed the toilet the last time she pooped.

But there are hierarchies to this whole thing, too. What I have to clean depends entirely upon who is coming over.  There’s a range there, from Christine all the way down to my mother-in-law, and how I clean for each group adjusts accordingly.

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When Christine is coming over: put out more dog food. Her kids might want a snack, too.

Mommy friends for a playdate: Definitely flush the toilet. Remove the duck potty of pee. Put away things that are breakable or suddenly “very special” to Lila.  Brew a very full pot of coffee.  Forget about the toys and the dishes and the floors, this playdate is only gonna worsen those scenarios and you don’t want to do it twice.

Neighbors for a playdate: Ask yourselves, are their moms coming? Or will they stop by later to collect the kids? Dishes are fine, and toy messes are expected, but you should sweep the floors.  Throw your unfolded laundry pile into a laundry basket or something. Wipe down the bathroom real quick in case they happen upon it. 

Out of Towners You Haven’t Seen in a While: Oh boy. Time to go full tilt on the common areas. All of the above, plus clean the kitchen. Make sure their pictures are still up in your friend-collage-frame (you don’t want them to think you forgot about them).  They don’t see you often, so yeah, they’re gonna judge your house.  You don’t want them leaving saying, “wow, they’re kind of letting things go, huh?” Cause they really might.

People Who Have Never Been to Your House Before: Oh God. Now you have to try to clean furiously, as mentioned above, but you also have to clean your shower and make your bed, because those people may ask for a tour. They may want to see what your shower looks like after the remodel. So bleach the grout while you’re in there. Scrub your damn baseboards.  Wipe down your blinds, they may inspect them and say, “are these real wood,” and you don’t want to have to awkwardly laugh and say, “no, just real dirty, ahahahahaha.” And now you will probably try to hang those pictures you’ve been meaning to get to and fluff your pillows and stuff, because the house is the window to your soul or something.  You want your house to reinforce the image you’ve been attempting to project to the world, and not scream out “Fraud! Fraud! FRAUD!” Time. To. Hustle.

Mother-In-Law: Just burn the house down. It’s the only way.

15 thoughts on “The Heirarchies of Cleanliness”

  1. I’ve found out the secret way to get my husband to go crazy cleaning the whole house is to have a little party. Some kind of “must impress them with my manly castle” instinct kicks in and he cleans and fixes everything!

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  2. I totally got caught shifting my mess for a playdate yesterday when a dad asked to use my printer and every pile in the house was in my
    office 🤦

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  3. OK. That was a great read but I’m exhausted. I’m thinking the next best thing would be to get caller ID and don’t answer the phone to anyone you’re not prepared to entertain!

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