I can't remember the last time I saw the bottom of my clothes hamper.

I can't remember the last time my house 'passed inspection.'

I can't remember...what I was going to type next.

I knew a gal who was such an meticulous housekeeper that it was said you could eat off her floors...big deal!  You can eat off my floors too...'cause there's food down there. :D

I knew a gal who scrubbed her baseboards with a toothbrush.  I always wanted to know if her husband knew this...and if he realized that baseboard day usually followed a night that he didn't come home on time.  Guess whose toothbrush?

I knew a gal who said that ironing clothes was therapeutic...I thought she should seek professional counseling, m'self. 

A good friend is someone who knows everything about you, and loves you anyway:  one of mine sent me a Garfield comic that shows Jon saying 'this house is a mess, we should do something about it.' Garfield's reply?  "Do what I do...close your eyes!"