Cleanliness is Next to Impossible

What to do, what to do with the time I have between taking a nice little breather (sort of looking at May as the four-week sabbatical I didn't get to take) and dedicated new-career-seeking activities? Well the first thing is a top-to-bottom cleaning of my house, something I haven't done in...ever. I'm not an enthusiastic housekeeper. Instead of cleaning the dust-bunnies from under the bed, I give them cute names and personalities. I only have 40-watt bulbs in the house ("mood lighting"). I purposely bought a really deep sink because from a distance it looks like there are no dirty dishes! The thing is, I would LOVE having a clean house always -- I just don't want to be the one to have to clean it. I loathe cleaning, but I enjoy throwing things out and organizing (somewhere My Darling Husband just felt a grave disturbance in The Force). Cleaning makes me tired. the thought of cleaning makes me tired. I became exhausted just thinking about beginning to make a list of the things that need to be done around this house. Calgon, Take Me Away! (If you are old enough to recognize that, then welcome to the Over-The-Hill Gang). Hey, wanna come over for a cleaning party? I'll buy the pizza!!