If you were to fall off the planet tomorrow, who would have to clean up after you?
None of us expects to leave our home in the morning and never come back. But what if we didn’t? What would someone find?
This is a reason to make your bed. And to take those clothes off the treadmill or chair or wherever you put them instead of the closet, and put them away–it really only takes a few minutes. And clean the dishes in the sink. I mean what could be worse than a loved one or friend or, God forbid, a stranger coming into your home without you being able to utter “don’t mind the mess”?