I'm horrible to live with. I don't clean. My clothes end up wherever I take them off. I forget to flush the toilet.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I'm not a clean freak. My house is a mess.
I hate clothes. As soon as I get home every day, I take off as many clothes as possible.
I generally hate the luxury modern apartment with too many things out of sight and so clean you cannot touch.
After years of hotels, I'm horribly inept at cleaning up after myself.
I really have to force myself to tidy up around the house.
I don't like to take my clothes off.
I'm definitely a messy person... I know where everything is but I just can't organize. I don't make lists and find scripts on the laundry machine, and under my bed, or in the bathroom, kitchen. It's bad, I really need to take control.
I'm an absolute clean freak. I'll go to my friends' houses and even start cleaning. I'm such a granny at heart. My couch is my best friend.
I get strangely obsessed about the cleanliness of my house.
I really like doing the laundry, because I succeed at it. But I loathe putting it away. It is already clean.