Cleaning the house. We all have to do it at some point.
Some people like to do it, some people despise it, and some people, whether they like to or not, that little voice in their head won’t let them rest unless everything is in its place and cleaned.
I’m trying to tackle as many chores during the week leaving the weekend open for family time. Which is why I’m on board with changing the sheets. I hate changing the sheets and making the bed. It is my number one chore I despise. I’ll happily scrub the toilets or clean the oven over changing the sheets. I’d rather polish the floors using a tooth brush than change the sheets. Just the thought of changing the sheets makes me want to act like Ellie when she’s throwing a tantrum. To just go limp, throw my head back and start whining with my face buried in the floor. I’d rather sleep on a bare mattress than change the sheets. Or on the couch. Or on our hardwood floors.
