Ironing. It seems like it takes forever and it’s never ending. The pile never seems to decrease. I try to buy clothes that don’t need to be ironed.
Folding fitted sheets. There must be a method to that madness. The best I can do is hang the sheet over the banister, so that it hangs freely and doesn’t touch the floor and pick up dust, but I pretty much just roll/wad it up so that it fits in the linen cupboard. It ain’t pretty.
Putting clean sheets on the bed. I always end up wrenching my back or banging my knee when trying to get the fitted sheet onto the mattress, without wadding up the mattress pad underneath the sheet, and just trying to lift the mattress up high enough on one end to get the corner on without the opposite corning coming loose.
I don’t mind cleaning the bathroom, scooping the litter box, loading the dishwasher, washing clothes (I don’t like taking stuff out of the dryer unless it’s just turned off and the clothes are still warm and wrinkle free).
I don’t mine vacuuming until I get to the dining room and have to lift/move the chairs out of the way to get under the table and in between the chairs. There’s not enough room to move them completely out of the way, so I move and vac, move and vac, move and vac. It hurts my back.
I don’t mind putting out the trash.