Lydia has been complaining a lot lately about how messy our house is.  Apparently all of her friends’ houses are always clean and she’s embarrassed that ours isn’t.  That’s fair, I suppose.  Our house does tend to the untidy side, to put it mildly.  For the most part we manage to steer clear of disgusting, but sometimes only barely, so I can see where she’s coming from.  I’d like it to be cleaner as well.  The thing is, it’d be nice if she understood the connection between cleanliness and cleaning.  You can’t have one without the other, unfortunately.