Just spent 2 hours cleaning the kitchen top to bottom, corner to corner. Voluntarily.

I first off told everyone not to touch the dishes because I was planning on doing them all tonight, since I haven't done them in quite a hot minute (after my whole schpiel and complaint about how nobody in the house ever does them) and I was pleased to see people were starting to pick up the slack. I figured it was now my time to do them as well. I'm just really glad we all started working together after we all voiced our opinions and how we felt about communal household chores.

I also swept/Swiffer-wiped the kitchen floor but of course no matter how hard I try to clean the floors it'll always stay dirty no matter what. Bleh. But nobody's to blame for that...our floors are just very difficult to clean.

It felt really good to give back to the house and put in my utmost effort into cleaning the kitchen because I just haven't done it in so long. It isn't even so much about paying my dues and pulling my own weight in the house or to even get a thank you or anything like that but it's more the fact that I like to take pride in where I live; I pay rent here with 6 other people and I should take good care of where I live. I figured this is how things go when I get my own place when I get older and move out on my own again.

Besides, it felt really good to let out all my stress and pent up frustration into physical labor. Once I get started, I just can't stop. It feels good to work with my hands. It really does. I guess now I can say whenever I get stressed out over something I could always just start cleaning. It's really therapeutic. I honestly feel so much better to let everything out through cleaning. I always feel good about it later too. Cleaning is so relaxing.

I'm dead serious.