Mark is the only driving force sometimes... he's the one who does the laundry, the garbage, the dishes (for the most part), the... everything, except the cleaning of the shower/toilet/sinks (because I'm actually kinda anal about that) and... okay, I guess that's really my thing. Oh, bunny and birds, I take care of them, too. But, really, two cages and bathrooms is a very small amount compared to everything else. I admit, I'm not much of a cleaner, but I like when things are clean. I'm more of a 'let's move this table over here!' I'm a rearranger. But he's the cleaner.

However, on the weekend, if I look like I'm just goofing around (and especially right now, with many boxes yet to unpack), he makes a list and I go try to be a good housemate.

Bonus: kitchen is nearly all nicely shiny now, so Christmas cookie making may commence this evening...