I do and don’t like cleaning. It’s one of those things that I don’t want to do when it’s someone else’s mess or if someone tells me to, but I sometimes will like cleaning the houses of my siblings when I visit. I think it’s because I’m a little nosy and because I do like spontaneous cleaning. I like things to be tidy but sometimes trying to keep things tidy is a bit of a pain, especially when my schedule/lifestyle is so flexible and scattered sometimes. I do love procrastination cleaning though. When I should be doing something else that’s more important. Usually, it evolves from tidying the desk to create a cleaner workspace to tidying the room to pulling things out and finding things I’ve been hoarding and I rarely end up doing what I was meant to. I do love seeing things go from messy to clean though and get great satisfaction when I do a full house clean. All of the cupboards and floors and counters and windows and taps and doors. Steaming them and drying them so that they shine and I don’t have to look at the mess my roommates have created anymore. And then it’s back to messy in a couple of days and I pretend to not notice it, like someone trying to hand me flyers on the sidewalk.