My refrigerator needs a solid Pesach cleaning. So does my stove and my pantries. Just thinking about it gives me a headache.
Bring on the excuses: it's too much, I'm tired, I want to sit and watch more repeats of Law and Order: SVU.
But I know that I'll feel virtuous and delighted with myself with every completed task.
Fine. Deep breath. Change into comfy clothes and head to the refrigerator.