My apartment is kind of a mess. I’m consumed with editing and revising right now, and my usual morning routine–and most of my evening routine–is just being ignored. The Dude hasn’t been pulling his weight, either, and so dishes are piled up, the floors want for sweeping, and the bathroom needs swamping out. We’re going to need to do a blitz this weekend.
Now, putting aside the feelings I have about chores when I feel like I’m the only one doing them, I have certain tasks I don’t mind, and others I resent and avoid. Everyone does.
I hate doing laundry–mostly because we have to haul clothes to and from a horrible, crowded laundromat–and the Dude doesn’t really mind it, so that’s his chore. (It’s mostly his clothes, too, so that’s fairer than it might be.) I also really dislike vacuuming the couches, which the presence of three cats necessitates.
I like making the bed in the morning and doing the five-minute, nightly pick-up-and-put away drill at night. I really like tidiness, and things in their place. The Dude? Not so much. He makes piles: paper, books, stuff, other paper, junk, clothes, miscellaneous; and thinks that’s “good enough.”
Dishes give me mixed feelings. Did I cook for us? (I probably did.) Then I resent the dishes. Am I just keeping up with my own small mess from making lunch at home? Then dishes are just a chance to make things tidy again: fun! Weird, right?
I think it’s a time thing. I like concrete chores that I can complete in no more than five minutes, or maybe ten. Short bursts of activity that, when finished, look finished…at least for a few hours.
So (obviously), today’s FFT is about your chore preferences. Do you love to squeegee the shower door? Is folding towels meditative for you? And what chore do you hide from, or make deals to avoid? What have to delegated to your kids, your roommates, or maybe even your cleaning service? If you’re lucky enough to have the freedom to ignore some things, since you’ve only yourself to satisfy, what chores do you just pretend don’t exist?