grout

I\’ve always hated cleaning. I was never fond of it, and I do not believe I will adjust from that stance. And it started at an early age, too; my mother used to either bribe me with sweets or threaten me with frozen allowances just to get me to clean my room. My mother, the sweetest woman I know, was only driven to such extremes because of my own stubbornness. Had she refrained from being stricter, I would\’ve cleaned my room less than twice a year.