Underwear

I've just sat down from tidying up my home. My hubby + knee highs are outside working + playing and I've been inside cleaning. My in-laws just called to say they're on their way. Phew! I think the place is presentable enough.
I cleaned the upstairs bathroom, so it's a sure thing no one will go upstairs. Because only when it's dirty and toothpaste and stuffy does anyone have to use it. But suddenly, on the days I've just cleaned it and it's presentable, no one goes up the stairs at all. And, right now, my bedrooms up are completely a wreck, so I've cleaned the upstairs bath as an insurance policy that no one goes upstairs.
Why is it that when guests are coming we try to make our homes appear as if we're soap opera people? As if we're aliens? Really. I mean, when you have guests coming, it's completely taboo to have paperwork on your counters. As if you never get mail. It's rude to have dishes in your sink. As if you don't eat. It is absolutely inconceivable to have a piece of underwear out where anyone may catch a glimpse of it. As if no one wears any. (Ugh. Don't go there!)
For me I feel the pressure because my laundry area is in my kitchen, right inside my back door, which is where everyone enters at. So if by chance some stray piece of FOTL is laying about, OH NO! They may discover we wear Underwear!!!
When company comes I usually try to pick it all up and at least put it in a laundry basket on top of the washer, if for no other reason than I don't want a tripping hazard. Heaven forbid anyone finds out we WEAR CLOTHES! :)
Have a great afternoon y'all!
I've got to go check and make sure that all traces of human occupation are erased... Or at least hidden. :)