After three months of living alone, the initial thrill of freedom and excitement of getting my own place and receiving new furniture and parcel deliveries has faded. In its place is this more subdued joy of ownership, along with all the responsibilities and chores of living alone.


My friend remarked how shocked she was when she first faced the never-ending barrage of chores after she first moved out. My colleague echoed her sentiments, saying that even a relatively brief chore of washing the dishes can be difficult to do when all you want to do is rest after a day at work. For most people whose parents did the household chores, or at least had other family members to split the duties with, keeping everything in order at home on your own can prove to be quite a huge time sink.

Personally, I have found chores to be rather manageable.