CHAOSTOCOSMOS

Wednesday, 20 April 2011

I hate housework!

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I hate housework! You make the beds, you do the dishes and six months later you have to start all over again.” - Joan Rivers

Of course, when illness and / or disability prevents you from being able to do much in the housework line, this stops being quite so funny.

Personally, I’ll readily admit that I’ve have never liked housework and already subscribe to the idea that “A clean house is the sign of a wasted life” or happily go along with Quentin Crisp’s assertion that, “There is no need to do any housework at all. After the first four years the dirt doesn't get any worse.”

There really are more important considerations in life. This used to be work or going out and actually “living”. Nowadays it’s pacing myself so that I use what precious little energy I do have on things that have to be done and, mostly, avoiding crashes that cause long-term exhaustion and unbearable pain.

imageSure, I would like to live in tidier and cleaner surroundings. If I had any control over this, I’d have easier to clean surfaces like solid floors, for instance, or I’d do what I did years ago when my job didn’t allow me time to do my own cleaning and hire someone to come in once a week.

Since I can’t, physically, do any more than the near zero amount I do, I’m not prepared to add to my own stress by feeling guilty.

2 comments:

ronsrants said...

Quentin Crisp’s assertion that, “There is no need to do any housework at all. After the first four years the dirt doesn't get any worse.”


I have a friend who hasn't vacuumed or dusted in over 20 years - seriously. And, sorry Mr Crisp, but it does get worse - much worse.

This guy's flat has dust drifts against walls and in corners, like grey snow - and they get bigger by the month. Last time I was there - when I refused to go there again unless he cleaned - there was an inch of dust on top of his computer. God knows what it's like inside, I'm surprised it still works - and when it stops I'm sure as hell not fixing it. For me, it's a life-threatening environment and I'm staying away.

Pamela said...

Ewwww ... 20 years is a bit excessive. I'd definitely have called in help before that. Actually, I've never got to the Quentin Crisp stage, but I am hovering around Joan Rivers' 6 month interval - I haven't been able to properly clean my room since just before Christmas.

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