Is there anyone in this world that actually likes to clean? I mean, there must be people who enjoy it, but for me I hate having to clean. Now once the job is done and everything is looking all spiffy, it’s a beautiful feeling, but getting to that point sucks.
It’s cleaning week here in the “Jones” household. Once a month, we go room to room deep cleaning each room of the house. Yesterday was the living room and you wouldn’t believe the dust bunnies we found. But today was my bedroom cleaning day.
I should have started hours ago, but I just can’t find the motivation to get to it. There is clean laundry piled in a basket waiting to be folded and put away, a bunch of junk from the past week accumulated onto the floor that needs to be organized, and even a bit a vacuuming that could be done.
But, you know what? I really don’t feel like doing it. Now, I know some of you are going to tell me to “suck it up” or “quit being a baby” but its more than that. I feel like sometimes all I do is the same stuff over and over again.
I think it’s a bit of melancholia setting in. Luckily, I get a break at the end of June from my somewhat boring life. I’m going on vacation. If I can ever get my room cleaned…