Who knew I’d turn into someone who gave a crap about how my house looks? I’m fairly sure I never did a honest days worth of chores at my folks house. Now? Now, I’m grabbing my vinegar, microfibre cloth and scrubbing the mirror clean, getting excited about new vacuums and complaining about dust.

My mum would be proud. (And annoyed that I never helped out as a child.)

I’m attempting to come up with a list of daily/weekly/monthly chores that I must do, rather than the random schedule I keep at the moment. Instead I do it all at once, and get bored and end up distracted playing guitar hero with the boy.

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