Im honestly ashamed for having my place in such a mess. Thats what drives me to clean it. Imagining someone could knock on my door and just ask me to come in. I would feel so ashamed. But its true dthe only time i reallz have time to clean is on a weekend.

After spending some time cleaning, it feels so gratifying to pass by the spot where all the dishes piled up and see nothing. There is instant gratification in cleaning. Headspace. Satisfaction. Proudness. 

Sure it is annozing, but it also feels good later