We're sanitary but a bit cluttered. I vacuum/sweep constantly, because we have a furry dog who is constantly molting, plus DS has not yet outgrown the tendency to put anything and everything into his mouth. Â Dishes are done nightly by DH, though he often leaves a few (I don't ask why or complain. Â I hate dishes and don't want to compromise the fact that he does them). Â Laundry is a constant, especially with cloth dipes, and there is always some waiting to be washed or waiting to be put away.
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The living room is always presentable, even though that's where all of DS's toys live. Â I'm good about picking them up constantly, and I don't really consider scattered toys clutter anyways. Â It may not be perfectly dusted and vacuumed every day, but it's definitely ready for unexpected visitors.
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Unfortunately, the dining room is open to the living room. Â This is the room we seem to live the most in, and it shows. Â And we just finished a mini kitchen renovation, so there's a refrigerator in there at the moment. Â The buffet is our clutter catcher/landing zone, and the overflow is on the table. Â It's not teetering stacks or anything, but there's more crap than I'd like in there. Â We have way too many pairs of shoes piled by the back door. Â However, the floors and table are crumb-free, and any spills are wiped up immediately. Â
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The kitchen, being recently reno-ed, is clean. Â There's a bit of clutter on the microwave, and there are usually dishes in the sink, since our new dishwasher isn't hooked up yet. Â Counters are crumb-free until I go to work and DH prepares dinner for himself and DS. Â
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The upstairs is more lived-in. Â Our spare room collects laundry, since DH and I work opposing schedules and one of us is almost always sleeping. Â It makes putting away laundry a little more difficult. Â The bathroom is clean, but the bowl usually needs swished, since we follow the "if it's yellow, let it mellow" method of flushing. Â DS's room is clean, but I often have a small pile of recently-outgrown clothes on his dresser waiting to go to the basement. Â It's sanitary, though, and the most I'd really be embarrassed about is the fact that DS has a tendency to take condoms out of our nightstand and distribute them throughout the upstairs! Â I never know where/when I might find a few... Â 
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The basement is the "man cave". Â DH's standards are lower than mine, and I'm terribly embarrassed of it. Â He leaves soda cans (empty) laying around, and his home-based business supplies are taking over. Â I avoid going down there, because it usually pisses me off that it's so awful. Â However, I have designated it as his space, so I don't nag him about it unless we're having repairs done and I know someone will be seeing it. Â
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I'm mostly just tired of living in a construction zone. Â It's clean, a bit cluttered, and not finished. Â We have woodwork missing, painting unfinished, and a dropcloth on our stairs until I can put the finish coat on them. Â I'd be great having people drop by if my house weren't in a constant state of reconstruction!!