First, think about the chores you do every day (or week) that you just. don't. like. to do.
Next, consider the duties you perform every day that you love to do, can't wait to do, wish you could do more often. Or, maybe, just don't mind doing? Heh.
Finally, think about the tasks you do every day without thinking about them at all.
Dust. I really, really, really don't like to dust.
Clean the bathrooms. Ick.
Mop the floors. I don't mind dust mopping. I do mind damp mopping.
Things I love to do
Organize closets/the garage/the pantry - big, not-very-often stuff.
Work in the yard/garden.
Things I do without thinking
Make the bed.
Load/unload the dishwasher.
I have nil, none, absolutely NO illusions about moving things from the first list to the second. But I wouldn't mind moving them to the third. I'd love to go through my week just getting things done without attaching emotion to them.
Keep in mind, I'm just talking about basic everyday to-do items, not the fun stuff. My love-to-do list is long and varied, and I manage to inject a few of them into every day. My do-without-thinking list includes many items that aren't chores.
For instance, I've walked all but three days since Thanksgiving. It's getting to be a regular thing. It's not something I especially look forward to (like sitting down to knit). More like taking a shower or brushing my teeth: personal care. Something I do without arguing with myself about it.
And so the challenge is to turn cleaning toilets (which is something I do without arguing but with gritted teeth) into one of those routine, matter-of-fact, do-it-without-thinking-about-it tasks.
You know, like a grown-up. Heh.
Flylady has the right idea, but it's a little too ... not sure what descriptive term I'm looking for here, but it just wasn't a good fit for me. It seemed like she was trying to turn dust bunnies into diamonds. And really? They're just … dust.
In writing about all of this, I'm reminded of a very low point in my life, right before I turned 30 (don't trust anyone over 30, said Bob Dylan, Jerry Rubin, Abbie Hoffman and the Beatles). My doctor prescribed an antidepressant, which I faithfully took every day for about six weeks. The dark thoughts went away all right, but so did the bright ones. My life was unemotional and flat, with no highs or lows. I stopped taking the medication and decided I'd find another way to deal with depression. The bright spots were worth the trouble.
What I need is a way flatten housework. I think, in the holiday spirit, I'll start by making a list and checking it