These days there’s machines to help you with that

I used to have to use apartment community wash machines. Then I lived in a place with dedicated machines, but I had to go out the door and open my garage to access them. For the last few years, I’ve lived in a place with in-unit machines.

For the first time in my adult life, I don’t hate doing laundry.

Dishes are the bane of my existence. Laundry is a piss take, only need to do it twice a week maximum. But dishes is a daily thing and I physically cannot bring myself to do it until every dish in the house is dirty, preventing me from making food. Tried getting rid of most of the dishes until I only have around 3 of each but now that the pile is much smaller I still struggle

I told my therapist once that the most depressing thing I can think of is that I’ll never be done with dishes or laundry. One day I’ll be done working and can retire. I’ll do dishes and laundry until the day I die.