Cleaning pains...

Why is it that cleaning the house seems like such a pain to men and such a pleasure for women. Don't get me wrong, I enjoy a clean house very much but I don't want to be the one cleaning it every 3 days if you know what I mean.

To me a house is clean when things don't look dirty. Granted I am not one of those people who looks really really hard either. If its visibly dirty, it needs cleaning.

Let me tell you a bit about yesterday though. It will put things into a bot of context. Today wasn't all unfair given that Anusha gave in (this is unprecendented btw) to my constant pleadings of living in nothingness for one whole day. Yesterday was all about doing nothing but sleeping, eating and watching TV. We woke up at about noon, ate, chatted, vegetated,
watched some TV, ate some more and saw 4 movies on the trot and went to sleep around 3 in the morning. So all in all a perfect day.

Anyway, today couldn't be more different. Today was just one of those cleaning days. We woke up around noon. Did nothing for the next hour. Spent some time chatting to Anusha's parents online. so far so good right? I thought it was just going to be a repeat of yesterday and just about then... BANG !!!! Anusha has that gleam in her eyes that she only has when she is thinking about her favorite pastime.... CLEANING ! I knew then that this was going to be a work day. Far cry from yesterday.

So far, today has been about sorting out my old papers that I have been accumilating for a few weeks, vaccuming the house, folding clothes that Anusha has been washing... :-(( and of course, my regular, cooking. Life just gets better and better. Things aren't exactly looking up.

NOW, I get to work on getting my tax filing in.

oh... life goes on...