yea. I get it. It just makes me nervous. lol. Growing up we could never bring people over without advanced notice. My grandmother would make comments. A pile of papers sends me over the edge. I am almost paperless now, and when mail comes in I open it in front of the shredder. H's and kids mail gets set by their dinner plate, and they all know that if they want to keep it, it must be filed somewhere. Bills that need to be paid get opened and separated and put in a bin that corresponds to the week they are due. (I have a 4 week sorter that gets emptied the last week of the month.) I know I must sound crazy to all of you...but it works. I never have to clean for company. Every one has duties, we are all adults and I expect each person to keep their own space clean. Fine tuned machine. I dot my i's and cross my t's too.