Visiting Time 2

Ok, I did some cleaning to the house for quite a while, because my in-laws are coming. And guest what? I think I did quite fine. Of course when I said fine, it meant something that my wife will look at and say something in the line of,”Oh you missed a spot... two in fact, wait, three...fou... nevermind, let me clean it again.”
Well, the thing is, my wife belongs to a very special group that is very susceptible to dirt. This group is called women. Whereas I, or men, can just sit around in the middle of huge construction area for a week without any moping or sweeping, then look around the room and said, “What dirt?”

Yes, of course I was a little bit exaggerating here.
She did not tell me that I am a dirty housekeeper (although I actually am) and that my cleaning is that bad (although it actually is). She just went ahead and wiped the whole things again. She did not ask which area that had been cleaned by me; she just grabbed the mop and did her stuff. It’s like it’s in her gene. The women just need to do the cleaning. Just like the men need to do his stuff, mainly burping and scratching himself. So I have already got used to it. When she came home early, I knew she would do the cleaning, so I usually do other house chores, like finishing the food in our fridge.
So, the house is clean again and is ready to welcome the in law. And I can proudly say, I cleaned the fridge.