Dishes.

It is now raining on the drive home and mac has taken over the iPod. The rain has cooled this off, so now the bus is cold. I don't think I can manage sleeping on the bus, but reading or knitting feels like too much effort.

laundry, because I have a dishwasher in my apartment, but not a washer and dryer. My answer would be different if I had the washer and dryer in the apartment.

Steph is me. Washing, but if I had a dishwasher, it might be different.

I don't mind the washing or the drying of laundry. It's the folding and putting away of laundry that gets me everytime.

I have both, but my dryer is a high-efficiency that is a constant aggravation. Plus putting away the clean dishes is way less of a chore than dealing with the clean laundry.

Right now the landscape of my bedroom is a basket of clean clothes, a basket of dirty clothes, and a pile of clothes that should probably go in one or the other of those baskets. Those baskets have been there for at least a couple of weeks.

I will have a w/d in my kitchen--on the same floor as the living space. I can do laundry all day, every day. I'll miss line-dried sheets, but not having to trek downstairs and out to the unheated, uncooled porch to wash clothes, and then schlep them to the 'mat to dry them, or just schlep it all to the 'mat in the first place? Kitchen W/D is a piece of cake.

We have a dishwasher, too, but won't use it. We've pared down our kitchenware to a basic set of dishes, glasses, and pans. We've perfected the dance of wash and reuse preparing a meal, and most of the time the dishes are done, except for place settings and serving pieces, before we sit to eat. It seems such a shame to sully the clean, clear counters and sink with such a paltry few things after the meal that cleanup is second nature.

Vacuuming, however? Windows? Tub scrubbing? I'll surrender any of those quickly and with an exultant heart.

I hate dealing with dirty things, like taking out the trash or sweeping or dishes. Laundry doesn't really involve dirt.

I am bon bon on this. I hate touching dirty plates. I also dislike folding and putting away laundry but the gross food factor wins out for me.

laundry or dishes

Neither.

But if you put a gun to my head, DISHES. Half the reason I don't cook is because of the clean-up. I deal with not putting clothing away by declaring it dirty again and throwing it back in the wash.

Garbage night is my nemesis. It's not that I mind taking out the trash, it's that Tuesday night (my current garbage night) is an unnatural night for taking out the trash. I never remember until I am going to bed and already in my jammies. Putting out the garbage in your jammies is particularly fun in winter.