A Cleaning Vent

I really hate cleaning.

Don't get me wrong, I like things to be clean, I just hate the process of getting them that way.

Yesterday we did a big "spring cleaning". Oh joy. Zarik even comments a couple hours in "Man, you get really ornery when I make you clean."

Yes. Yes I do.

When we were first married, laundry would give me panic attacks. No joke. And suddenly last week we were discussing (maybe a little heatedly) chores, stress levels, etc, and Zarik comes out with "but I left you laundry and dishes because you like those things". Like those things? LIKE those things? At what point in the past 7 years did I start to like laundry and dishes!?

So, yes, I get a little ornery when I have to clean.

I think part of it is the "frustrated perfectionist" piece of me. When I start something I want to do it perfectly. But as I go, I undoubtedly will see more that has to be done within the task I am doing. ie: I am cleaning the kitchen and notice the cabinets need to be washed down. So I wash them down and notice the drawers need to be cleaned out. I clean them out and notice the backsplashes need to be scrubbed. I scrub those and notice the fridge needs to be wiped down. You get the idea. And I get depressed and feel a bit like a failure when I can't get to all that. I know I'm not, but it definately doesn't make me feel better. So I tend to avoid cleaning when I can. Especially a full day of it in many different rooms where I end up noticing all the litle things.

Whew. That felt good to get off my chest. I'm done venting now

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