Are you a Hyacinth Bouquet ? spelt B U C K E T ?
The lady with all the airs and graces of Royalty, where keeping up with the Jones's is her main aim in life ? who polishes the leaves on her plants, and wastes no opportunity to mention her Royal Doulton china with the hand painted periwinkles ?
You may well laugh, but there are so many of these 'ladies'. I'm sure we all know one or two.
These ladies don't have homes, they have 'photo shoots', where nothing is allowed to be out of place, you can't sit on a cushion for fear of creasing it, you have to walk around the rugs instead of over them and even the plants in the garden stand to attention, not daring to relax !
I feel sorry for them, they obviously have OCD.
I know a lot about this subject because I was brought up in such a household, and it was hell ! I could tell you so much, but I'm sure you get the picture. Just one or two things, when we came out of our bedrooms in the morning, we weren't allowed to go back in until bedtime. (no friends ever got over the doorstep let alone into the bedroom). Even though there was an upstairs toilet if the need arose in the night, we had to come downstairs and use the outside one.
At night, it was freezing in the wintertime, there was an electric fire in the room but it was taped over so we couldn't switch it on, curtains were not drawn because it would spoil the 'folds' in them, frost formed inside of the windows (I kid you not!)
Saturdays we didn't eat ! the kitchen was not messed up on Saturdays !
Christmas presents were allowed out on Christmas morning, then had to be 'hidden' out of view behind the sofa. Incidentally, the 'front room' was only used on Christmas day, it was cold and damp. The furniture had to be kept in pristine condition. Mother did relax this though in later life, we were allowed in there after tea.
She used to 'put the talk on' - it was embarrassing ! she was talking to a neighbour one day in the street and I asked her why she was talking 'funny' (I was 5) and I got a clip around the ear for my cheek ! (you couldn't report your parents for GBH in those days).
Snow had to be shovelled neatly, neater than anyone else's snow, and we were questioned about the contents of friends houses, furniture etc., to see if they had anything better than us !
So if you recognise yourself ladies, please start to change ... now.
My experiences have stayed with me all my life, it was not a happy childhood. You may think you have a great home, but you are damaging your families for life.
My homes have always been clean, reasonably tidy and hopefully say: - 'come in, sit down, make yourself at home' - not ' don't sit down, don't make a mess, you are not welcome'.
My Mother would hate the way I live, i.e. frugally, making do and mending, stretching money, shopping at charity shops, boot sales etc., she thought the more you spent, the better person you were, and the more cleaning you did, the more people would like you. - It didn't work.
I'm sure she ascended into Heaven on a vacuum !
Sorry Mother, but you know I'm right.
She'll probably start hurling thunderbolts down on me now for my cheek !
Something for you to think about ...