What household chore do you absolutely hate doing?
Is this a trick question? If I choose laundry will my washing machine suddenly break down? I hate them all equally. I used to wonder why I was so accident prone when it came to housework, but now I know it’s because most of it is so mind numbingly boring it’s impossible to pay attention to what you’re doing and incredibly easy to think about something else entirely and end up twisting your ankle or falling down the stairs. Especially when doing something disgusting like scrubbing a toilet bowl. Ok, for the absolutely hate part, that might be the one.
I do like a clean house, I just don’t love the household chores involved in getting one, especially when they can be worse health hazards than the ones you’re trying to avoid by cleaning up. House cleaners should get danger pay for bumped heads, sprained wrists, cut fingers, mental anguish and broken toes.
What was the last URL that you bookmarked?
Honestly I have no idea. Since W crashed his computer (he says it got hit by lightning and I don’t have the energy to argue with that) he has taken over mine and I use my iPad for everything. I never really had a chance to get used to Windows 10 but W hates it. I will convert him to Apple if I live long enough. He still has a flip phone. The two of them could be a museum exhibit. I did show him how to use bookmarks instead of putting a billion icons on his desk top but he wasn’t impressed.
Close your eyes. Listen to your body. What part of your body is seeking attention? What is it telling you?
My right shoulder is arguing with my neck about which of them can be the most annoying. Both are screaming for a massage. My feet are telling me to put some socks on. My right index finger thinks it might be arthritic. My brain says to ignore them all and go take a nap. I’m going to stop listening to my body now, thanks, it’s such a complainer.
Would you rather have a two-bedroom apartment in a big city of your choosing or a mansion in the country side in the state or country where you currently live?
Can you imagine how many toilet bowls you would have to scrub if you lived in a mansion? And how long the drive would be to buy new toilet brushes because you kept wearing them out? No hesitation here, give me a little apartment in a big city. Somewhere with easy access to all the amenities and where someone else is responsible for things like maintenance and flower beds.
Bonus question: What are you grateful for from last week, and what are you looking forward to in the week coming up?
Today the appliance repairman replaced the broken spring on our dishwasher door so I’m grateful to be able to use it again. He says it will now last us another 20 years. How scary is that? It could live longer than I do. W says we didn’t really miss it, although I don’t remember him personally doing a lot of dishes in the sink this past week so I’m not sure how he came to that conclusion.
Last night we went out for ‘all-you-can-eat ribs’ because we are crazy and forgot for a minute that we’re not 300 pound football players with voracious appetites. Live and learn.
I’m looking forward to experimenting with my new water-soluble wax crayons. They’re like water colours and oil pastels (neither of which I like all that much on their own) combined. Can two wrongs make a right? So far the answer is yes, but I suppose I can’t pretend to be an expert yet. Give me another twenty-four hours. Or until all those ribs are finally digested, whichever comes first.