I am not one for housework. I could write screeds and screeds to justify my views and insecurities about this.
I can whole heartedly justify not doing any, but then there are the moments of order. These are the moments when one or two corners of the house get cleared out, given an over haul. I am struck by the calm it leaves, heave a sigh of relief and just for a second, wish I did this more often.