I'm probably an eight. My friends come over and complain that everything's so sterile it makes them feel uncomfortable, at which point I toss a throw pillow on the floor for them.
For example, I have certain days I do certain chores, but I can't always wait. Yesterday was supposed to be my day off but the dog had an accident that required a little carpet cleaning. Well I don't get out the vacuum without doing the whole house and I don't vacuum without dusting and brushing the upholstery first, so there went my Monday chores, already done.
So this morning I got up and had nothing to do. I felt restless. So far today, I've cleaned the kitchen and bathrooms and mopped their floors and done two loads of laundry. Maybe the dog will make another fine mess for me.
Do you still have that dust problem Deb? That picture kept me awake one night. Boy would I enjoy getting my Oreck after that.!