Now I can’t speak for other devotees of Hearth and Home deities, but man, pregnancy is no excuse for a dirty house, let me tell you. I have guests coming over tomorrow (actually today, wrote this last night) and my house is a wreck. I was going to clean, then I got a headache and was exhausted and wasn’t going to. After my son went to bed, I just started cleaning. I had some help from the hubs (he “straightened up” our son’s toys; well, he picked them up off the floor like I asked—kitchen, too).
I’ve done a lot of cleaning within an hour, fueled by my need to be a good hostess and present a warming, clean home to my guests tomorrow.
That’s the thing with being the devotee of a Domestic Goddess, for me anyway. If I don’t clean up, I feel like I’m not only disrespecting Her, but also my home, my family, and my guests. It’s like, I didn’t care enough about them to get up and present a home that they can feel at home in. There is a bit of vanity involved, I think, too. I want it to be presentable. I want to impressed. I want them to be comfortable. Not tripping over toys, crushed goldfish, clothes, or breathing in the delectable scent of diaper and ferret cage, you know?
No matter how exhausted I am, I’ve got to do it. Gotta. And my headache is somewhat gone. House is cleaner, in better order, smells better, and my headache isn’t nearly as bad.
I just wonder if other devotees of Domestic Deities have the same experiences?