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Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, nail polish, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
What's your most hated chore?
Paperwork and related evils. Filing papers, shredding them, paying bills, etc.
On that note, my paperwork is DONE. Just need to print and fax. Woot! That's $2400 coming back my way.
Bev, dear, did I see that it's your birthday? HAPPY BIRTHDAY!
I love to put things away. I'll come put stuff away at everyone's house.
I hate hate hate to clean the bathroom. Which is why S. does it. And I don't love dusting, either, but he won't do that, or at least not as well as I want it done.
Happy happy, Bev! I'll eat some cake in your honor.
That's $2400 coming back my way.
That's an excellent motivation for getting that chore done.
Oh yeah! Happy birthday, Beverly!!
I hate the laundry most. But I'm not super crazy about any cleaning-type chores.
Oh wow, is it Beverly's birthday? Happy birthday, Beverly!
Happy birthday, Bev!
I hate putting stuff away. Come visit, Amy. It's funny, my sister hates cooking, but cleans up like a champ. She won't let dishes sit overnight, even if it's not her house.
Cookies are in the oven, pound cake is cooling with glaze. Dishwasher is emptied, restacked, some dishes done. Apartment's still a mess, no errands run, and I haven't had breakfast yet.
I'm kinda waiting on the pound cake to get cool enough to eat.
I loathe cleaning the bathroom (as mentioned), but since Tim picks up dog poops in the backyard and cleans the litterboxes (which I can't really do b/c the litter dust aggravates my asthma big time), I feel like cleaning the human bathroom is only fair. Meh.
What's your most hated chore?
Ironing.
All my chores are the most hated. Which is why I put them in my outlook calendar so when I skip them, they show up in RED letters and hound me until they get done.
That's an excellent motivation for getting that chore done.
Last year I faxed all my stuff in on the last day and they DIDN'T GET IT, so I lost all that money. Not letting that happen this year. Will be printing a fax confirmation and calling them if I don't hear something in a week.
That sounds like equitable division of parenting icks, Steph. H took care of vomit, we split fevers, I did poop, diarrhea, splinters, broken bones, knocked out teeth, general blood, and psyhological counseling. And happily accepted that division.
Thanks for the good wishes. I had a lovely dinner out last night, and two hilarious cards from H, several pretty ones from friends. And the breakfront in the dining room is nearly finished (!) and I got the last framed art hung in my office (chores and tasks done count as presents). I'm a lucky girl.