Cleaning for other people and not me?!
One of the things I've noticed about myself is that I can procrastinate cleaning my house for weeks when it's just for me. Part of that is probably ADHD. And if I'm being honest, part of it may also be growing up being called lazy when I wasn't lazy at all. I was overwhelmed, distracted, struggling, or simply didn't know where to begin. But when I'm getting ready to welcome people I care about? Everything changes. This Sunday, I'm hosting a small market at my home, and I've found myself happily fluffing pillows, tidying corners, putting out flowers, and imagining all these wonderful women gathered together. And it made me realize something: Sometimes what we're really craving isn't a cleaner house. It's connection. It's sharing a meal. It's hearing laughter in the kitchen. It's lighting a candle before friends arrive. It's setting out flowers. It's creating a space where people feel welcome. And maybe, if we're honest, it's sharing the beauty of our homes and our lives with one another. Because connection gives meaning to the effort. The laundry isn't just laundry. The clean kitchen isn't just a clean kitchen. The flowers aren't just flowers. They're part of creating a space where people feel welcomed, comfortable, and cared for. Maybe that's why some things feel easier when they're connected to community instead of obligation. I'm curious... What is something you find easier to do for other people than for yourself? 🤍 #FluffingPillowsForStrangersSince2026