Household chores don’t int’rest me.
I do not want to do them.
The best that I can manage
is to muck and muddle through them.
I’d rather far step out the door
and see the signs of spring.
The leafing buds and first shy blooms
just cause my heart to sing.
Living the Aging Life 
I feel exactly the same way. I happily pay for someone to clean my house but I’m the gardener.
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Linda, my daffodils are not as magnificently abundant as yours, but they are wunnerful, wunnerful, wunnerful….and they delight my heart.
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