This is not a good thing.
My thinking goes something like this... "Today is dusting day. That lady on Hoarders doesn't dust. No way. There were like, 70 cats living in her house...not only did she forget to dust, she doesn't pick up the "nasty" they leave all over, or their dead bodies. That is so gross, rotting dead animals in her house! And all that rotten food, too? Oh man. And the piles and piles of junk? I can't imagine! There were goats eating her walls! How do you let that happen?! I wonder what it smells like (not that I really want to smell it...)? Wait, what day was this again? I can't remember...but it looks really great in here compared to that Hoarders house, so maybe I already did what I was supposed to do. Yeah, that must be it. Guess I'll get another cup of coffee and do some reading..." So then, a couple days later, when my kids are drawing pictures in the 2 inches of dust on the piano, I remember, "Oh! I was supposed to DUST! That was it!" But there are no dead animals under the piano, so I go back to reading...
HOWEVER...I do have some minor heart palpitations when I walk into my daughter's room and see THIS...(insert the "Jaws" theme music here)
Really, I'm begging for some testimonials!
