Blaah.
My hands hurt. I just cleaned the bathroom - all of it. The shower cabinet, the water closet, the floor. More thoroughly than ever before. If this doesn't keep the toilet non-rank for a while, I'm just going to cry and start looking for a new place to live.
Toilet grime. Up under the edges, where the water flows from when you flush. Lots of brown stuff that has to be grime. It is physically impossible for anything else to flow up there.
I just want to take a shower, change the bed and sleep. But I have to eat something first. I've washed my hands several times, but I still feel dirty.. ugh. That toilet has probably never been cleaned in that place before.
I deserve to be called a hero. I bravely ventured where none have dared go before, for the benefit of others as well as myself.
But the newspapers seem to think that "hero" means someone capable of kicking a soccer ball into a goal. Housework is truly underappreciated.
I still want to live in a house rather than an apartment, even though it means having to work harder at keeping it clean. But I'm thinking a couple of years in an apartment would be fine about now. If the cat can adjust to it.
I don't see how people who work full time handle this. I'm an unemployed slacker, and I still struggle.