Do you like brushing your teeth? Is that why you do it?
Or is the end result of not having cavities why you do it?
There’s no societal pressure to groom yourself or practice good oral hygiene either, but I assume you don’t wallow toothless in your own filth.
I don’t like cleaning.
I am willing to clean so that I have a clean and tidy house.
This is not a contradiction.
I don’t like working, but I do so because I want a paycheque.
For me cleaning is the constant war between future-me and present-me.
I know, from past experience, that I just feel better when my place is clean. My emotional state improves; I have more energy, more will power, more self esteem. It’s a good feeling.
On the other hand, cleaning is tedious. I never actually want to do it in the moment.
So, what generally happens is that, after I clean, it deteriorates for a while until I’m actually noticing the effects on my mood, and then deteriorates further (and more quickly) as I lose energy and will power. When it finally gets to the point where I just can’t stand it anymore, I set aside a day (or weekend if it’s gotten really bad), and clean the place from top to bottom.
And it stays that way for a few days, before it starts deteriorating again, and the whole cycle starts anew.
If the state of my home wasn’t tied to my self-image, I doubt it would ever get cleaned.
But yes, theres a reason we call it “chores” - I was raised on a steady diet of "chore + reward"
So its wired into me; “I’ll just load the dishwasher and then make a cup of tea & have a biscuit”.
A constant run of “do a thing, get a reward” I’m my own carrot and donkey.
I like not having cavities, and it’s no great inconvenience for me to brush my teeth, so I brush my teeth. Also there is some societal pressure to be relatively presentable, which includes having better-looking teeth than a meth addict. However, if brushing my teeth hurt or confused me, I would be far less inclined to brush my teeth. That’s what I feel about cleaning. The hurt and confusion that comes from cleaning usually outweighs my desire to live in a clean house.
If it wasn’t a contradiction, then it was a misunderstanding. I was referring to the desire to live in a clean house, rather than the physical acts involved in cleaning a house.
I’m gonna stick up for those who live in squalor. OK, I’m exaggerating a bit, my apartment isn’t that bad, arguably, but I prefer a bit of mess. I keep food garbage and other such out of the way, but when I tidy up completely, it all looks too sterile and boring. Admittedly, this is just a temporary domicile for me, I would probably feel differently if I added some personal touches to the decor.
I thought I’d share this in case people wonder what it’s like to be a woman on social media. Here’s a dude who sent me a random friend request. He appeared to be a legit person (not like many friend requests which come from these profiles with two photos added yesterday), but I couldn’t see anything on his profile that would explain why he’d friend me. So I messaged him to ask. Here is his response. As you can see, he is now blocked from communicating with me.
Just to warn anyone who hasn’t encountered this yet: the Montreal massacre is one of the mass shootings certain people will insist never happened. A friend of mine noted the anniversary on FB a few years ago and got slammed by people (sorry Americans but it was mostly Americans) claiming it wasn’t a real event. Sort of like Sandy Hook that way.
Seems like some people will go right up to the mirror and then run away shrieking when they see their reflection in it.