Whenever I leave the house for more than three days and then come home to greet me is an immutable mess. I don't drag the floor of my house, no one will ever drag it; the clothes in the washing machine, if I don't wash it, I dare say that it's in the washing machine bucket for a year... When I returned to my hometown a few years ago, I asked the housekeeping company to clean up inside and out, and I cleaned it up again. As a result, I went back for twenty days and came back like this, and I was extremely bored.
If I'm a healthy person, it's nothing, just clean up at home. But after I got sick, my body couldn't be tired and I couldn't get angry. Summer worms can't speak ice, I really don't understand why some people don't even clean up their nests. What's even sadder is that I still live with people like that.
