The pic Honesty posted looks like my familys house when i was growing up, most people would not believe the amount of filth me and my siblings were raised in.
It was a horrible existance, I'm sure it must be some kind of emotional disorder that makes people live like that, but I cannot understand why my parents lived that way.
Nowadays, as an adult, i like a spotless house, but my house always falls short of my standards, I'm finally at an age that it doesn't bother me so much.