I really hate cleaning the bathroom. I mean I avoid it for as long as possible - probably much longer than I should. Normally I get propelled into action when I know my mum is coming over or we are expecting overnight guests. More often than not the shower languishes for a few weeks and then I think I really should attend to that this week and another week or two goes by until I shudder at the sight of it. Perhaps it's this bathroom in particular. Dark slate floors that never look clean; a clumsily renovated shower closet that doesn't recieve an inch of natural light; a badly sealed shower base that has mould growing under the silicone no matter how much mould cleaner or bleach I use. I feel defeated before I even begin. Rationally I know that if I do it every week or two weeks, it won't get so far out of control. I think it's been almost two months. It was nasty this morning. Aside from the act of cleaning the shower, I also hate the sm...