My house is really clean. It's a really big house so I have three ladies who come in and clean it twice a week, but let's just say that, in between times, maybe it's not quite so clean.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I have the same bedroom I've always had. It's clean and tidy when I get home, and after two or three days it gets messy and my mother nags me.
I always clean before the cleaning lady comes. If not, when I come home, I can't find anything. Cleaning ladies are always hiding things you leave out.
I get strangely obsessed about the cleanliness of my house.
To this day I clean better than most maids.
I'm not clean or even vaguely pleasant to be around in a domestic situation.
I'm a freak of neat. The kitchen has to be clean.
We are used to cleaning the outside house, but the most important house to clean is yourself - your own house - which we never do.
Bath twice a day to be really clean, once a day to be passably clean, once a week to avoid being a public menace.
I'm not a clean freak. My house is a mess.
I can clean my own house. Now, maybe a couple of times a year we have a cleaning crew come in before we have a party, but otherwise, I'm able to maintain it myself.