Mopping. I fucking hate mopping
Yes.
Making the bed. There’s no saying I gotta do it, so it’s never getting made 🤷
Yeah, I never understood this. It’s a bed, why should I make it look tidy, the only people who will see it are family (so I don’t care) or people about to get into the bed with me (so it’s going to be untidy in about 0.3 seconds). Martha Stewart isn’t going to stop by and grade the house, or take photos for a magazine. It’d be like washing and waxing the car every day before you go anywhere. Nobody cares.
I too do not see why a bed should be made (besides straightening out a bit)
Dusting, mostly because every single free surface is filled with clutter. So simple dusting becomes a full blown spring cleaning. In addition the clutter is generally not left by me and cleaning it up irritates me too much.
Especially because even if I do move everything to dust, most of the dust just ends up in the air again or in my respiratory system.
Air purifier can help to reduce the amount of dust in the air and dusting should be done with a damp cleaning cloth to avoid the dust ending up in the air. Though it means the cloth must be rinsed after every wipe.
Cleaning the oven.
Putting the clothes away. I don’t mind doing the laundry or putting clothes in the dryer or even hanging them on the line. But when they’re dry, they go in the basket and then sit there at the end of the bed making me feel guilty.
Going to get groceries. I have a bunch of soylent, so I wait until I reallllyyy have to. I just really don’t like being around combustion engines.
I don’t mind mopping. I love the part where you wring out the mop and all the dirt you picked up falls into the bucket.
The laundry belongs to a very lovely cat.
If I move the laundry for another washing, the lovely cat will simply hair up another pile of something.
