Kissing cousins

Is this a Scottish thing or just me? I HAVE to clean the whole house before I can make any Christmas preparations - incapable of decorating a house with grubby corners or chaotic cupboards. I very nearly posted a pic of my gleaming oven - further enhancing my imagined blip-identity of domestic drudge/goddess. From my journal you'd think I never leave the house. Truth is once I'm out I seldom stop to go into blip-mode, 'though the eyes are always scanning, it takes a lot to make me pause. Today I gave myself the treat of faffing around blipping in the house to MAKE me stop cleaning.

I think I've answered my own question - this occasional cleaning drive is a personal obsession. Irresistable and strangely satisfying.