My husband and I are extremely messy people. Every now and then I get the urge to clean something and I will clean it till it shines. I once spent 8 hours cleaning my kitchen (a little OCD, you think?). Most of the time, though I don't clean. I am home all day on disability and I just don't do it. I have thought about hiring a cleaning service to come and do the cleaning, but I need to declutter and get rid of the mess before anyone could come in. I feel bad for the kids because they don't get to have friends over because I am too embarrassed. My T keeps quoting Dr Seuss to me: "Those who matter don't mind; those who mind don't matter." I try to take that to heart. It's still hard to not feel that sense of shame. I always get nervous when someone is due to come over, like a repair person, because I am always afraid someone is going to report me to authorities. It's an irrational fear of mine.