I hate cleaning — I hate it so much that on some weekends, I sit in my living room in the dark, reminiscing on the good old days when I was a freeloader at my parents' house, where everything seemed to stay clean all the time.
Of course, I know that isn't true, I now see that my parents worked really hard to make sure it appeared that way for us and truthfully, I'm very grateful, but I don't think I'll ever be able to clean the way my parents can.