I like laundry. It makes sense to me. 2 hrs of labor gives you weeks of clothes. A great return on investment. Now cooking a big meal... terrible. 20 mins of eating pleasure that took an hour to prepare and an hour to clean up.
Yes but when they use that pumice stone, and the cuticle trimmers, and the foot massage, oh yes, that's heaven.
I wash dishes every night because my wife cooks wonderful meals....when I cook for some reason I still have to wash dishes
Been there. Now, I just throw my clothes on the floor and magically they wind up washed and folded an put away in drawers or on hangers. Don't know how this happens but I think it's got to do with friendly spirits that inhabit my house;.
I love to go shopping and I hate tools especially power tools. Love wrapping presents in those pretty ribbons and with those darling bows. I cry at weddings and at chick flicks. Gonna try out Sly's face mask and pedicure thingys because I deserve it. Edit: I hope this answers your question. Now excuse me, I feel the need to fart and scratch my balls.
I've been wanting to try the little fish that eat the dead skin off of your feet thing but I'm afraid it would tickle and I'd laugh like an idiot.
