12. Five chores that you love, 5 chores that you hate.
(I skipped 11 because I don't know any Tumblr blogs)
Number 12 on my list is right up my alley. I lived with my great-grandfather until I was 15 and he expected me, being a female, to do housework. Since I dusted, vacuumed, mopped and laundered since I could walk, I think I have a good handle on my likes and dislikes on the home front.
Five Chores I love:
I wouldn't say "love" for any chores. I don't mind doing the laundry. I guess I like having clean clothes. They smell good. There is something very zen about folding clothes neatly. I also don't mind making the bed, especially my bed now...my husband only allows me to have a comforter...no sheet. Tragic, I know. So it's easy to make the bed with one piece of cloth on it. The 3rd thing I don't mind is organizing. I am constantly picking a drawer, shelf, or miscellaneous area in my house to organize. I prefer less clutter but can't stop making it, so every month or so I have to re-organize stuff. I don't mind dusting. The last thing is cleaning the litter box. Alex always does it, so I only really have to do it as a nice gesture.
Five Chores I hate:
I hate running to the store to get one thing. That's a chore. I also hate cleaning off the back porch because it's too damn hot, but Alex usually does that. I hate scrubbing the pots/pans/trays that are caked with food. I hate cleaning the counter in the bathroom because I have WAY too many lotions and potions to shift around and wipe dust off. I am definitely well preserved. Last but not least, I hate vacuuming the stairs. If I ever get another house, by god, it will be one story.