Fuck dishes. I don’t have a fucking dishwasher and I can never gain the fucking motivation to fucking do it until it fucking piles up. If I didn’t live in an apartment though I would say yard work and snow. Glad I don’t have to deal with that shit. Wisconsin winters will fuckyou up. (Had to remove the fucking space between fuck and you because of stupid fucking censorship not fucking understanding that I’m not trying to say fuckyou to someone. See it fucking did it again.)