I’m usually one of these people, who when they start cleaning don’t stop until it’s finished.
Since the holidays began (July) I’ve been working as a book-in-clean-dispatch person. I basically clean faxes and printers. Eck, not nice. I think I’ve got to the point where I’m sick of cleaning. 
I’d never thought I’d see the day when that happens, as I’m usually happy cleaning. It’s even got the point where I can’t even be bothered get my room in order and the painting was finished two weeks ago. My room is a tip!
It is bugging me but I’m at the stage where I just can’t be bothered and procrastinate. Hence why I’ve come to post about it. 
To the old me: come back! 1
- Apologies for the drivel I have just selfishly shared. [↩]
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September 5th, 2009 at 2:01 am
I feel that while I was in Egypt I enjoyed cleaning a lot more than usual, but as soon as I got home I forgot those feelings completely.