Sundays are my favorite chore day. In the bathroom, I waged chemical warfare against mildew for a solid 30 minutes, spraying and scrubbing until I felt whoozy. There’s a good chance that my future offspring will suffer severe chromosomal damage because my bathroom’s exhaust fan couldn’t ventilate a coliseum.
I also vacuumed, which is my favorite chore ever since my father gave me a Dirt Devil for my birthday. I love the name – “Dirt Devil.” There’s something really motivating about imagining myself as dirt’s holy enemy.
Another satisfying chore is sweeping the dead leaves off the balcony. Having been an apartment dweller for all of my adult life, I love having a bit of outdoors to tend to, even if it’s just a second floor, wood-plank balcony. The thought of someday having a leaf-filled yard that requires raking makes me giddy.
I also tackled some digital chores, like cleaning up my hard drive, importing some CDs, and tagging pictures in iPhoto. I played around with the automatic photo enhancement, which, when applied to an over-exposed picture of Mount Washington from last weekend, turned out a garish but appealing alien landscape (shown below).
