No no, I get you. I can happily spend 6 hours at work reorganizing and cleaning my workroom and storage but once I get home, managing the dishwasher is a Herculean effort.
I once spend half a day cleaning, reorganising and throwing out old stuff with a friend in her basement. Meanwhile I feel guilty for over a year because my basement is full of stuff I want to get rid off.
That and, at least for me, an overwhelming need for approval. If I help someone else clean their house, they might think I have my own shit together and I’m a considerate person. If I clean my own house, I’ll still hate myself.
Because maybe the pressure you apply to doing something for someone else exceeds what you do for yourself.
(Or I could just be speaking for myself here)
No no, I get you. I can happily spend 6 hours at work reorganizing and cleaning my workroom and storage but once I get home, managing the dishwasher is a Herculean effort.
I once spend half a day cleaning, reorganising and throwing out old stuff with a friend in her basement. Meanwhile I feel guilty for over a year because my basement is full of stuff I want to get rid off.
That and, at least for me, an overwhelming need for approval. If I help someone else clean their house, they might think I have my own shit together and I’m a considerate person. If I clean my own house, I’ll still hate myself.