5. Housekeeping. Nobody loves housework. And then I didn’t have a house. And then, after a long time, I did again. The pleasure of sweeping a floor, wiping off a counter, putting dishes in the dishwasher … nearly unspeakably joyful. I make my little place clean. It is my place and I have made it clean. I feel comfortable in it now. It isn’t a pile of clothes under a stairwell or in the back of a minivan. It is a proper living space and I have cleaned it. I am a decent human being. I can barely think of anything that makes me happier than making my space clean and orderly.
I can see where hes coming from.. being stuck homeless with a shopping cart containing all of your belongings for example sucks. You cant organize your stuff, you cant keep things clean, you cant do your laundry, it really is just an extremely depressing existence. So as soon as you have your own place, and you're actually ABLE to keep things clean, and organized you really appreciate the ability of doing so.
It all made sense except for the last one:
What?
Some people enjoy cleaning and staying clean.
I can see where hes coming from.. being stuck homeless with a shopping cart containing all of your belongings for example sucks. You cant organize your stuff, you cant keep things clean, you cant do your laundry, it really is just an extremely depressing existence. So as soon as you have your own place, and you're actually ABLE to keep things clean, and organized you really appreciate the ability of doing so.