There aren’t many chores that I hate. I know that must sound strange, who doesn’t hate chores in general? Me. The two I hate most; cleaning the bathroom (all areas.. just makes me cringe.. thank goodness for my husband) and vacuuming. Vacuuming wouldn’t be so bad if it weren’t for the sneezing fits it sends me into and the way it leaves me so dern stuffy. I suppose we should consider other vacuum cleaners, as opposed to the one we have and use. Unlike the bathroom though, I can actually tolerate vacuuming.

My mom loves vacuuming. One of very few people that I know who actually claim to enjoy it. Actually, let me rephrase that. My mom loves cleaning, period. It’s a little creepy at times because she can actually get pretty obsessive with it. A friend once asked if she had some kind of phobia that caused her to clean all the time but nope, I just think she enjoys it. I certainly don’t take after my mother in the cleaning department. OK, now I have a feeling you’re all gasping, wondering just how messy I let my living quarters get. Let me just put your worrying to rest — I’m not obsessive but I do enjoy a clean, tidy place so I assure you that my place stays that way.

Speaking of cleaning though, I really need to clean up my blogroll!