This is a term you could never apply to my family.
Seeing as how we would like to rent our house out whilst we are away we have a real estate agent who is bringing people through on inspection visits, usually during the working day, usually with no more than an hour’s notice. Thus we are trying really hard to leave the house tidy in the morning, so as not to give the impression that our house is less than desirable (more colourful phrases sprang to mind but would make you concerned about admitting to knowing me).
This led me, this evening, to put a load through the washing machine, to wash up the cooking gear, set the dishwasher going, wipe down and clear the dining table and kitchen benches, dry up larger items and put them away, and tidy up a table in the rumpus room after doing a couple of sewing repairs. None of these tasks are large, difficult, or particularly time-consuming, but somehow it is SO HARD to face doing them every night!!!
Now I am tired and in need of solace, so off to bed with a book – no knitting, because my hands are so dry from all the washing that I snag even sock yarn!