Hey all!
I was just thinking if you all do housework at some point of your life, sometime?
If you do, which household chore do you loathe the most?
I am usually the one to
- mop the floor
- hoover the floor
- mop the floor again (I have many pets, ok?)
- scrub the toilets
- scrub the kitchen tiles
- mop the floor again again
- wash the dishes when I see mould or mushrooms sprouting out
I do all of that!
Plus, I also DO THE LAUNDRY!!!!!!!!!!
Inori. Totally. Hates. Doing. Laundry.
Man! That task is SO TEDIOUS! These are the painful steps I have to take to get clean clothes;
- Stuff 3 to 4 weeks of smelliness into the machine.
- Squeeze everything in.
- Bang the door shut.
- Open the door.
- Take out the cat.
- Bang door shut again.
- Pour laundry detergent into the….. thingy-that-holds-laundry-detergent.
- Fiddle with the knob until the machine gets impatient with me and starts on its own.
- Realise that I’ve poured the detergent down the wrong “section” of the thingy-that-holds-laundry-detergent.
- Rushes to get more laundry detergent, but
- Water has stopped “washing” the detergent down to machine.
- Stops machine and re-starts it with detergent in correct department.
- Surfs the net, lalala, etc.
- Goes to bed.
- Few days later, finds no more decent clothing in wardrobe, goes in search of decent clothing around the house.
- Finds decent clothing still in machine and has mushrooms and toadstools growing all over them.
- Starts machine all over again.
- Has no decent clothing to wear for another day.
When the clothes are finally clean, -ish, I have to hang them up to dry.
Why oh why doesn’t Daddy invest in a dryer?
I hate hanging those clothes up because this actually involves my hands going higher than my head.
The only time I would lift my arms higher than my head is when I…
- do tricep extentions
- do stretching exercises
pull armpit hair
Well, Nad, if you are reading this, you know what to do after we get married?
You’re officially in charge of the laundry department. 
How ’bout you guys? What household chores do you absolutely hate?
ps: apparently, the machine’s feelings were hurt and it wanted revenge. So when I opened the door to get my clothes this morning, it proceeded to empty the whole tank of water on my feet.
I kid you not.
