I might start instagramming our flat. Just to make people feel better. From where I am sitting now I can see:
A tv unit that has buckled under the strain of too many admin folders(child with EHCP). Literally sagging in the middle, bit like it's owner.
We still have 2 Christmas cards on display, and not forgetting the Halloween pumpkin who is hoping for another year in situ.
A white board with a to do list (not done)
Some random items on the table from when we decluttered the stationery drawer and useful drawer yesterday (99% of items not useful).
See also, window frame needing painting, a bit of wallpaper hanging off (cat decorator at work) and chipped skirting board needing attention.
It will all get sorted at some point, when there is money/time in the future. For now, the house is warm, cleanish (the bits that matter), and there is food in the fridge.
I have to admit that I do get hung up about anyone we don't know coming round but DH just sighs and says its a real home not a show home.
Even I have been influenced by the social media ideal...it's quite insidious isn't it?
So - count blessings and keep reminding yourself that real life is often messy and uncoordinated. Some people have a whole room they can use as a junk drawer.