I'm great at dishwashing.
(About sweeping).... What he was in FACT doing was moving the dirt around with a broom, to give it a change of scenery and a chance to make new friends.
I have to admit that I'm one of those people that thinks the dishwasher is a miracle.
A broom is drearily sweeping up the broken pieces of yesterday's life.
I cook every day.
I don't cook as often as I would like.
You are asleep. Deep, deep asleep - and then the world caves in. The cat has leapt from the top window onto your stomach. He is saturated. He is hungry. He taps you into full wakefulness with a sodden paw "Could you open a can?"
I do my laundry on a weekly basis.
I've been working on the new Miracle Mop for many years.
I find vacuuming very therapeutic. I like the lines it makes on the carpet.
Cleaning cat litter is an unpleasant daily chore for me, but the DuraScoop makes it much less unpleasant.
I don't know how to use a washing machine.
The dishwasher is the best invention in the world, I didn't grow up with one so it's my prize possession in the kitchen!
I took my courage in both hands and went to the Laundromat to do my washing. I had to use three machines.
I would love to be better at cooking but I hate cleaning up afterwards. I love the process of putting everything together and the chance of getting it right or wrong but it takes ten minutes to eat it and then ages to clean.
I cook every day. If I don't cook, they don't eat. Who's going to do it? I'm their mother!
She already got the blue dress on I ironed this morning, the one with sixty-five pleats on the waist, so tiny I got to squint through my glasses to iron. I don’t hate much in life, but me and that dress is not on good terms.
