A little dust never hurt anybody

I hate to dust.  I just finished cleaning my whole house in one 2-1/2 hour sitting.  But I didn't dust.  I hate dusting so much that I now only do it if I know I'm having company.  Or if I walk through a room and a little cloud seems to waft through the air.  I hate having to move everything out of the way - books, pictures, bric-a-brac, to dust.  That's why we have so few pieces of bric-a-brac in our house.  Dusting has become part of that specialized part of house cleaning only reserved for guests, like windexing the French door glass and storm doors, and sweeping the cobwebs off the porches.  I only do it if I absolutely have to.

It's a miracle we don't all have horrible sneeze attacks.