I resist a lot of the conveniences that my social circle often takes.
2. Smart phones
3. Owning real furniture
4. Cable TV
5. Magazine subscriptions
6. Dry cleaning and/or wash and fold service
7. Cleaning services
Now I don’t know if it’s because of my Asian upbringing, but everything can be a waste of money. And yet am I hypocritical?
But wait let’s back to number 7.
One of the first few potential roommates I interviewed said that he liked having a cleaning service come regularlyâ€”every week. He had been perfect up until that moment. I reacted almost too quickly, “Oh I am not sure about that…”
Later, he said that he was going to get his car to try out the garage. I was excited to have the roommate search to be over. I waited 10 minutes, 15 minutes, 30 minutes…then he called to say that he changed his mind and was going to take another place.
So when another potential roommate visited, I held back my tongue and just nodded. But she surprised me by saying that she would pay for it…that she didn’t mind.
Today, I came home to a sparkling oven and range. Squeaky floors. Emptied out trash. It was welcome…and yet strange. Almost uncomfortable. But it was clean. Even though I hated how my previous roommate did non-adequate job of not cleaning, I had done it all. I emptied the trash, scrubbed the bathtub, swept the floor, wiped down the counters, mopped the hardwood floors. But never a completely perfect job. This…today’s cleaning was complete.
It troubled me for some reason. I had explicitly stated earlier that my room was not to be cleaned, so it was the only room in the entire apartment that was untouchedâ€”my bed unmade, my wrappers here and there…my desk still the way I left it…it contrasted, but it was mine. All mine. My control.
There was an article I read recently about a study that showed that people who did moderate housework regularly were healthier than those who did not.
I don’t want to be that person who relies on a cleaning service to have a happy home. I want to be satisfied.
Then it comes to this question: why do we have to measure our happiness by the level of cleanliness?