Coping with Cleaning

 So the other day I was cleaning house all day in my pajamas.  My husband comes home for lunch (I'm in my pajamas), he comes home from work that night (yep, you guessed it! in my pj's all day long).  I did take a bath that night to scrub off the filth but it was a hard day nonetheless. 

I just don't understand how 2 people who are not even home that much can get a house so...dirty.  I always keep it picked up, but I'm talking about the monotonous stuff that you have to do every week or so just to keep up.

Sweeping and mopping

dusting and disinfecting

bleaching and scrubbing

laundry and dishes...

it truly never ends.

I'm sure there are a few people out there that actually like those household duties, but for me I have to invent ways to survive them.  I just don't do well, with repetitive tasks that really never end.

So, I've learned to take many coffee breaks

Listen to my favorite music (loudly)

and stay in my pajamas if I feel like it.

I was however feeling guilty that day when my husband knew I wouldn't be getting dressed and certainly not going anywhere, but I figured at least he knew the house would be clean:)

Anyway, the very next morning I read in Ecclesiastes 1:24 "So I decided there is nothing better than to enjoy food and drink and to find satisfaction in work".

After reading this, I didn't feel so bad.  These are the ways I cope with having to do stuff I dislike and it ends up being satisfying in the end. 

Can anyone else identify with this?

Do you have coping mechanisms to find satisfaction in your work?