Monday, May 26, 2008
I hate housework. Really. I'm not sugar coating this one at all. It is the bane of my existence and the number 1 reason we will probably never move from our condo. But here's the kicker, I'm pretty sure it's solely my responsibility to care for our home. Since Mike is pretty much the only one who makes a steady wage I sincerely don't begrudge taking on this responsibility, but when it comes times to actually get some soap on my hands (instead of reading, watching TV, knitting, scrapbooking, surfing, etc.), I find no enjoyment in it whatsoever. There are some, and you know who you are, that get great satisfaction from cleaning and I truly envy you! If only Windex could give me such a feeling of elation. Somehow wiping away other peoples toothpaste just sickens and disgusts me. So to my list of things to accomplish I will add vacuuming.