Dusting

In this current funk, for months I have not wanted to do housework. One might ask what is wrong with me. I would like to propose that a sane person would ask, "You liked doing housework?"

House

I really enjoy my house, a 1904 two family we converted to a large one family. My husband did much of the rennovation and it is lovely. But is is big, and I have been healing from knee surgery, first one replaced and then three months later the other one, for about ten months now. The house is, frankly, dirty. It is not just a little vacuuming. I need to clean windows and baseboards. So I thought I would bitch on my blog rather than attack the obvious. It is such a large job that I am overwhelmed.
I want a maid. There was even a butler on the ship.