I hate dusting, hate it with a passion, would rather clean toilets. How sad is that! But today I broke down and dusted our bedroom. A room that has way too much wood and fiddly stuff in it. Armed with dust cloth, spray and a Swiffer I did battle and it's done. My eyes are itchy and my nose keeps twitching because most of the dust ended up in them. As I usually say, I could have built another cat with the amount of fur I took out of there.
Glad it's done, won't do it again till I start feeling way too guilty or I start having asthma attacks, which ever comes first.
The bears say that if I stir up any more dust they're riding out!