We are both pretty lax about chores, but that also means there's no simmering resentment, along the lines of "I *always* clean the Waterford chandelier, but you *never* polish the ancestral silver!" (Or, you know, mop the floor and clean the baseboards JESUS CHRIST HOW DO BASEBOARDS GET SO DIRTY???)

My labor is all on me, since I live alone. On one hand, that means that I can set the level of effort based on what I'm willing to live with. (Laundry always gets done. Dusting, not so much.) On the other hand, when I'm too sick to clean the tub, the tub just doesn't get cleaned. It does mean that the only one making a mess that needs cleaning is me (well, me and the cat, but he's surprisingly tidy). Living in an apartment is useful, since the lawn mowing and external building upkeep is included in the rent.

Living in an apartment is useful, since the lawn mowing and external building upkeep is included in the rent.

Dear god, such a relief to know the lawn and the roof and the water heater and the stopped-up toilet will be taken care of by someone else. That said, I should vacuum this weekend. After I buy a car.

JESUS CHRIST HOW DO BASEBOARDS GET SO DIRTY???

Ancient curse. Or possibly gremlins.

We desperately need to make some room in our budget for a cleaning person, because the house is just filling up with dust at this point. We're both pretty good about doing the really gross things like cleaning the bathroom, but I hate dusting and vacuuming with a vengeance, and it's not doing my allergies any favors.

I'm boggled at where all the dust comes from. My windows aren't open on a regular basis, I open my front door only long enough to go through it. And yet . . .

I'm just off a fairly busy street and the amount of dirt that comes in from the windows being open is mind-boggling. Then add in the animals and JFC this place.

Our house also permanently smells like dog. No amount of Febreze or dark magic can get rid of that smell.

I'm boggled at where all the dust comes from.

A fair bit comes from us. Dead skin cells, external dust carried in on clothes, etc. Also, as we wear clothes, the fibers rub against each other and shed microscopic textile particles, which become part of the dust. Tiny amounts of paper fibers fall out of books whenever we move them or turn a page. Likewise magazines, newspapers, junk mail, and other paper products.

A fair bit comes from us

I now either need to shrinkwrap myself or embrace my oneness with nature.

Remember back in the day when we had healthcare and civil liberties?

Good times.