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.
Laundry. I like doing dishes.
Hung 2 shelves, three pictures and need to go buy screws for a couple other things. Big storm just moved in, but I'm going to the hardware store anyway. One more box emptied!
My favourite chore? Cleaning the bathroom. It's finite and give me a sense of accomplishment.
My favourite chore? Cleaning the bathroom. It's finite and give me a sense of accomplishment.
Oh my god. That's the #1 chore I loathe. All the ick and the hair and more ick. And the toilet.
Steph, I live alone, so all the ick and hair is mine own.
I would very much like to put up a bunch of clothes and clean up my room once we get home, but I'll be sitting with mac while he does homework instead. I used to not mind doing houseowrk when I could turn on some music and just do it uninterrupted.
