Oh, I have plenty of freak-outs, but my freak-outs never seem to be about the same things my friends freak out about.
For example, I have a friend who absolutely FREAKS about spiders. Do I like spiders? Ick, no! But unless they are lunging at my face, or looking like they COULD lunge at my face any second, I don't get all excited.
I also don't freak out if I don't change the oil in my car exactly at or before 3000 miles, and if there is some trash on the floor of the front passenger side, I'm not ashamed--I know that the trash is not permanent. Oh, and since there is always a project brewing in my house, be it a knitting thing, or a cooking thing, or an "OMG, I MUST create a Link costume for Halloween" thing, I'm unlikely to have a coronary if there are bits of yarn, or a dirty dish or a half-million scraps of green fabric on the floor that I didn't pick up during, or immediately after, the completion of said project.
No big deal.
My house, my children and I are clean enough to be non-offensive 94% of the time, and the other 6% of the time, we are either showering or vacuuming or washing or tidying. We recognize the difference between "untidy" and "unsanitary". We know better than to try and share our presence or our home if the "ick" factor is too high. Would I invite a bunch of people over to a messy house? No. Would I attempt to go out in public if I was so stinky or unkempt that I wouldn't want to stand near me? No.
But this weekend, I had a friend ride in my car with me, who made the statement that "if there wasn't garbage on the floor, it wouldn't be your car".
Really? Two times a year, you ride in my car, and you're gonna go straight to that? Hmmm...
Here's the thing: Never let yourself get so worked up about things that aren't important that you don't have time to enjoy your life. Don't worry about your home being pristine all the time if you don't entertain people at your home all the time--isn't your home supposed to be YOUR sanctuary? And if you are so busy maintaining your things that you don't have time to enjoy your things, or enjoy anything else for that matter, maybe you need less "things".
I feel bad for people who are trapped in that way of thinking. At the same time, I would like them to keep their negative to themselves. Nobody ever died or even got sick from my cooking, even though I don't wipe my stove off 18 times a day. And our mental and physical health is fine, even though we may only vacuum and wash the slip covers once a week. I'm a chronically safe driver who is GOING PLACES--that is what a car is for, isn't it? Going places? As long as you're safe and we get there in the same amount of time, does it matter that I rarely go through a car wash? We're busy, OK? Busy enjoying life, enjoying our friends, and busy doing things! Don't be a buzz-kill!