It was “summer cleaning” at work, and everyone was assigned a duty. Mine was to clean the sales office.
I’m pretty sure this space hasn’t been cleaned… maybe ever? So it was a daunting task.
After sweeping up several trash bags of dead roaches, dust rabbits, and… hair (Gag… that’s what you get with four women sharing an office)… I could see the progress.
As I was putting away the last clear plastic container of odds and ends, it occurred to me.
Cleaning up is a lot like having sex.
I never really want to do it. But when it’s over, I’m always really glad I did it!
I shared this analogy with Todd, who looked at me with a blank stare.
Him: Are you saying that having sex with me is like cleaning your office?
Me: Well…yes. But I’m also saying that I should really do it more often!