What is it About Hotel Rooms?

So I've been working out of town all week and staying in a hotel--you may have guessed this by my back to back posts on TV shows. Anyway, as I looked around this morning, I realized I'm a slob when I'm on the road. At home I'm very clean, not anal, but everything has its place. Here...ummm...not so much. I have things stacked everywhere. Dishes on the counter. Clothes on the floor. Wrappers. ( Well, I am on the road.) It's pathetic.

Now in my defense, I do stay here for days and I travel with my dog, who comes with nearly as much stuff as me. But she even turns into a slob. Her bed is thrown into the corner, her toys are all over, and she's sprawled on the couch-- scratching her belly and burping. (Not kidding.)

I always leave the room clean when I check out, even tidy the bed first, so I'm not sure what the deal is. Maybe it's because I know I'm only here for a limited time? It's a house-cleaning vacation? My little act of rebellion against myself? Well, whatever the reason for my mess, it's time to walk my dog. I think she's in here somewhere....