To me, there are two types of people in the world, those who like to clean and those who do not. I fall into the latter category; I am not a cleaner. My mother was a world class cleaner. My siblings, my father, and I used to joke that she would follow each of us around the house holding a sponge so she could clean as we were physically making the mess.

So I rebelled against my upbringing and became a noncleaner. There is nothing that I dread more than cleaning the house. Luckily for me, my husband is the opposite. He loves to clean. This weekend ha planned and was looking forward to cleaning out our spice cabinet. As for me, I dreaded the experience.

Are you a cleaner?