Huh. So, if you knew that the King of Kings and Lord of Lords was coming to live with you in the next 5 minutes, what would you do? I’d scramble around picking up—throw dirty clothes in the laundry room, toss dirty dishes in the dishwasher, probably clean out Elvis’ cage, because it’s always gross.
All that’s well and good, but probably insufficient. When the Master Builder comes to actually live in a house, he’s going to look at bigger issues than dirty dishes. Even though things look fine at a glance--
So if you let him stay, and give him access to all these areas, he’ll work on cleaning them up. It will take time. And frankly, it will hurt, because this house of yours has nerve endings all through the walls and woodwork. When he starts knocking out rotten drywall, you feel each blow. You’ll cry; you'll plead; you’ll ask what you did to deserve this. He’s usually too intent on the task at hand to stop and explain it to you, so he’ll just give you the Blueprints instead.