I loath cleaning.
There are a million other things I could be doing with my time. But since I own my own house, and it's all on me, my responsibility, I feel that I should clean. Because let's face it it's maintenance, right? I just really dislike it. But today was a good day for it.
It was a beautiful day. Sunny and perfect temperature. It started with wanting to "pick up" my bedroom. It was a disaster, which developed into a full fledged cleaning operation; mops, vacuums, and bucket of water for wiping dirt down. I took out the air conditioners and have beautiful windows again. All of my floors are sparkling clean, all carpets are freshly vacuumed, dirt cleaned up, dust in the dustbin, stray leaves swept, etc. It's all good. It's supposed to be grey all weekend, so hopefully a beautifully clean house will help my mood.