Yes, I have three housemates who do that: A husband and two kids. One of these days I’m gonna kill 'em all. 
“No, you can’t have anything to eat! I just washed the dishes!”
FairyChatMom, you need a Black & Decker Scum Buster. It’s a hand-held battery operated tool that comes with assorted scrubbing pads. Makes scrubbing tile and whatnot very easy. You just hold it and the pad rotates and scrubs for you. It uses those B&D rechargeable batteries. Very handy.
Writing the check to the housekeeper… 
I don’t do a lot of my own housekeeping. But I don’t like putting away laundry. Doing laundry is ok. Folding laundry is ok. Then it sits, folded in the baskets because I hate to put it away.
Never minded cleaning the bathroom. And I like to dust, vaccuum and mop (not enough not to pay someone to do it so I can hang here in my free time).
Doing the dishes
Normally I wouldn’t mind this task. But the way the kitchen is left makes it a very frustrating job.
Despite constant bugging from me people repeatedly shove dishes (often with significant food mass still attached to the plate) straight into the bowl full of cold water and no washing up liquid. And they keep doing it until there is a precarious mountain of dishes.
WHAT’S THE F*G POINT?!
I do the same thing. I know it doesn’t take long to put laundry away, but I just don’t like doing it. I also don’t like unloading the dishwasher, these two seem related somehow. Like I spent all this time and effort already getting these things clean, now I have to put them away too?
Maybe it’s the putting away I don’t like. I also hate unpacking at the end of a trip. Packing, fine. Unpacking I have to force myself to do it all the second we get home or the suitcase sits around until I need something that’s in there.
Strangely I am the opposite when it comes to grocery shopping. Hate to go and do it, but I kind of like putting groceries away.
Also, not only do I have a husband who will put dishes in or near the sink even when the dishwasher is empty instead of opening the dishwasher and putting it in there, but he also will go downstairs to the laundry room if something he needs is in the dryer, root throught the dryer to find it, and then leave the rest of the clothes in the dryer and / or half falling out into the waiting basket instead of just taking the whole load upstairs ! He knows I hate it but he still does it - sometimes going down several times to get something out of that load but not taking it upstairs! AAAARRGH. Take the rest of the clothes up with you, dammit!
My SO hates doing laundry.
I hate doing dishes.
We have a trade system. I’m not so good at my part, though.
Good gawd, woman. What kind of meals are you planning that it takes you over an hour to figure out what you’re going to make for the week? We keep cereal and yogurt and sometimes bagels on hand for breakfasts, various sandwich and salad fixings for lunches, and we have a list of old reliables to choose from for most of our dinners. Throw in a few once-in-a-while recipes and some I-found-a-new-recipe meals, and we’re all set. I could whip you out a meal plan for the week in about ten minutes if I needed to. We probably wouldn’t stay on schedule (we’re a bit more spur of the moment than that) but I could make the plan. If it’s making that much work, you need to look for ways to streamline the process.
My solution to this problem is to think “while it would be nice if there were no dishes in the sink, playing Final Fantasy III (yes III- I have an emulator and a liking for 2D games) would make me happier”.
Unfortuantely, my parents disagree, and I don’t turn 18 for another 4 years. :mad:
I’m with Green Bean. I HATE vacuums. So much so that I tore all the carpet out of my house (well, actually, I hate carpet even more, but partly because you have to vacuum it). I’d rather sweep and mop the entire house every day than to have to vacuum it twice a week. Go figure.
I don’t mind doing dishes, except that it seems I have to wash them about eight times a day. Finally, I hid all of the plates and glasses except for just enough for each family member to have one place setting. That way, the kids have no choice but to wash their own if the cabinet is empty. It’s not always convenient, but at least I never have to wash more than six settings.
And I’ve never made a bed in my life. 
What is this “make the bed” chore so many of you have mentioned?
I so badly hated cleaning the kitty litter that I refused to even have it in my house. The tiny particles which always get pitched on the floor, then get stuck to the bottom of socks/bare feet and transfered all over the house, plus the smell, OMG, the smell drove me nuts, regardless of how clean it was or wasn’t. Of course, as soon as the box was cleaned, then it was a mad dash by the cats to get into the box to use it. Finally, I just sat the box out on the back porch, then eventually threw the whole thing in the trash once the cats realized that they no longer had to come into the house to go potty.
I also hate mopping with a passion. I usually somehow wind up with dirty mop water all over my clothes, and my hands are icky (even with the nice, fancyschmancy hands free wring mop I paid a small fortune for in the hopes that my kitchen floor would eventually get cleaned). It always works out that I have to change the mop water at least three times throughout mopping the kitchen (even if I do it every week!). It’s just a major pain and I put it off until the floor is disgusting before I HAVE to do it.
Vacuuming, because I tend to have junk littered all over the floor, and in order to vacuum properly, I first have to spend an hour picking up the place.
Yep, I tend to agree. Furthur has politely but firmly requested that for dinner, we always have a minimum of four things on the table: a meat dish/main entree, a vegetable dish, a bread/starch, and a fruit. That complicates matters a bit for the planning.
The other part is checking sales flyers to see what foods are on sale and planning around those. I do have a pre-made “month” meal plan, from which I take whole menus for a day – but you’re right, I do throw in new dishes, at least a couple a week.
Maybe it takes so long because I hate it so much. :rolleyes:
Mrs. Furthur