I have a theory. (It could be bunnies.) (Sorry, inside joke – let me know if you get it!) Ahem. I have a theory. The chores I hate now, as an adult, are the ones I was assigned as a child. I think doing them as a child makes me hate them as an adult.
I hate dusting. I would rather clean the toilet every day than dust once a month.
I hate folding clothes. And putting dishes away. (Many years ago, I was eating lunch next to a table of older ladies. One of them said she would take one plate out of the full, clean dishwasher, use it, put it back in, and run the whole load again, just so she wouldn’t have to unload the dishwasher. Right there with ya, sister.)
An alternate theory is that everyone hates these chores, including my mother, and that’s why I was assigned them as a kid – because she didn’t want to do them.
I don’t know. What do you think? Are there certain chores that you absolutely hate doing? Are they the same chores you were assigned as a kid?