Me? I love owning and wearing lots of cute clothes (thank goodness I don't have a bigger closet or I'd be in big big trouble) and I like the act of using the washer and dryer, but I really hate putting away my laundry.
Vacuuming, dusting, even washing dishes - I'm cool with that. Folding and ironing and the like - BLARGH-OSITY. The most consistent lingering mess in my apartment has always been and will always be the clean clothes that need to be put in their places.
It took me about 3.5 hours to move my clothes around and situate the freshly washed items the other night. Of course I had put it off for a week so the pile was monstrous between work and work out gear, plus I was editing for fall...It was definitely an undertaking.
As much as I aspire to be a Domestic Goddess, I have my doubts that I will ever come to enjoy this task.
2 comments:
Yeah, really. After all that work, putting the shit away seems like an unwelcome afterthought.
It's really not therapeutic in the least.
And socks? DUDE. Why do I even own that many socks?
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