Mrs. Tittlemouse is one of Beatrix Potter’s lesser known tales. Peter Rabbit sort of stole the show. He had all the adventure, after all.
Mrs. Tittlemouse “lived in a bank under a hedge.” She was “a most terribly tidy particular little mouse, always sweeping and dusting the soft sandy floors.”
For most of the book, she is cleaning and getting rid of the messes brought in by uninvited guests. Muddy Mr. Jackson, the toad, nearly drives her to distraction. At the end of the book, after a two week cleaning binge, she gives a party for some little mice, but only after the house is “all beautifully neat and clean.”
I have a very different philosophy of housekeeping than Mrs. Tittlemouse. No one has ever accused me of being terribly tidy and particular. I think my attitude is more along the lines of being relatively tidy and passably clean. If I can get my bed made and my kitchen counters clear and crumb free, I feel satisfied. This way I won’t be totally embarrassed should a friend appear on my doorstep, but neither does my house look like it’s ready to be photographed for a home magazine.
Mrs. Tittlemouse’s home, on the other hand, would always be ready for the camera. I can’t imagine her leaving a dirty teacup out on the table because she wants to finish a chapter in the mystery she happens to be reading. Her entire focus seems to be on cleaning and tidying. This would drive me to distraction!
Have you ever noticed that the home magazines always take pictures of empty houses, unused teacups, beautifully set tables, and things that remain in their places? While I am tempted to long for this state of affairs from time to time, I realize that even if one is able to hire in professional help with the cleaning, it nonetheless takes a huge effort to keep one’s house in this pristine condition. And then a lot of living is missed out on. I want to say to Mrs. Tittlemouse, “Your house does look lovely, and I appreciate all the work you do, but why not relax a little?” I wonder if she ever gets to read a good mystery.
The one area that I most identify with Mrs. Tittlemouse, though, is in her binge cleaning before a party. She cleans for a fortnight. I could never clean for two weeks straight, but I might possibly clean for two days or two hours if I have guests coming over. Like Mrs. Tittlemouse I might even get to some polishing or waxing that I have put off for entirely too long. Besides being able to spend time with friends, this is a good reason to give the occasional party.
I think that Mrs. Tittlemouse and I can be of great help to one another. She can encourage me to be a bit tidier and I can encourage her to relax a little more. I have been careful not to use the word obsessive when speaking of Mrs. Tittlemouse. She seems to genuinely enjoy cleaning and I am sure that her house is very comfortable. I would hope therefore that Mrs. Tittlemouse would not use the terms lazy or slovenly in referring to me. Instead, let us learn from one another.
Or perhaps, we should both learn from Peter Rabbit. Maybe we should get back to having some adventure in our lives.