Cleaning Up Around Here

I hate clutter.

It drives me crazy, and while I may not be the clean freak that Felix Unger was, I’m certainly not Oscar Madison either.

My son, Sam - and sadly, my wife - don’t much care about what goes where.

By the time Sam settled his stuff into his new apartment, I was already halfway through the cleaning of his room.

The funny thing is Oliver has toys all over the house. I have to clean those up each night before bed.

And having a pretty healthy dose of OCD allows me to keep my emails orderly and all the books in my room properly stocked.

Of course, Sam popped by for a visit and headed into his newly cleaned room.

“That’s ridiculous,” he said, as he walked out.

“Why don’t you try keeping your apartment clean?” I asked.

“My room was always clean,” he said. “We just have different definitions of clean.”

My God.

Well, at least the house is cleaner…

…and all three boys have been here every day.

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