This may sound simplified, but I think the one thing that has caused me the most anxiety and unhappiness is living in an unkempt house. I don't have the energy to clean, have a daughter in her twenties [they don't see mess or dirt; it is invisible to them], and a 4 yr old grandson- he's gotta play!.

I try to accept the food on the floor, the ants it can attract, the mess, but for someone who was raised in a family where cleanliness truly was next to godliness - I am constantly feeling inadequate.

The most ridiculous thing of all, is that I am pretty much of a homebody and when I get together with friends it's out at a restaurant or somewhere else. No one sees the mess, so I'm fretting over an imaginary situation of someone seeing my messy house.

PD and the work ethic don't mesh too well. I agree with many of the comments above, Rosebud you are right, I am no less happy with PD and I'm sure it's about bringing out something that may have never emerged in a "normal" life.