As a general rule, I don't mind chore-type work. Straightening, organizing, scrubbing - I don't always want to start doing it, but once I do, I'm fine. There is, however, one exception:
Taking care of dried food crumbs.
When I wipe a countertop, table, microwave, or stove, I walk around with the trash can and wipe crumbs into it. Even thinking about wiping them into my hand literally makes me feel nauseous. Like right now. I would rather clean 100 other people's toilets than my own dry food crumbs. I don't even mind cleaning wet old food - like rotten stuff from the fridge. Just please don't give me the crumbs. At least, don't make me touch them.
I have to go distract myself now.
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"Turn and peep, turn and peep, / No blood is in the shoe, /
The shoe is not too small for her, / The true bride rides with you."
"Cinderella," Grimm's Complete Fairy Tales
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