I Have Become My Mother

Growing up I always dreaded the day that my Mother would start to clean the house. Once she started it felt like we didn't stop until every ounce of our house was clean. I would have much rather preferred to maybe clean one room and then skip off to go play. I could never understand her need to have the house as clean as possible. Then I lived with Melissa and the same thing happened. They were like the Energizer Bunnies of cleaning. I would have definitely been done before they were. Then I moved into my own apartment and got married and suddenly I have turned into them. Last night I started by simply picking up the living room, which lead to needing to clean the kitchen, which lead to me taking apart my stove to clean the burners, which lead to me needed to put my clothes away and pick up our room, which lead to needing to take back the bathroom counter from the beauty products. After the apartment became clean and presentable again, then I could stop. But before that moment stopping wasn't even an option. I had heard my Mom say growing up that she would have been embarrassed had someone come over to visit while our house was such a disaster and that is how I felt yesterday. I would have been embarrassed. So I have realized that I am becoming more and more like my mother every day and you know what.... I am totally okay with that.