Firstly I don't "love" housework but on those days, weeks, months where everything in the house is ticking over nicely and everything is clean, tidy, well organised, pleasant and to my liking I do actually get real pleasure out of it as well as a sense of satisfaction and pride in it. When the house is warm and cosy, when we have tasty healthy, freshly made food, fresh bedding and nice things to do at home and so on I do think to myself, I did that, I made all this happen and I do enjoy it.
Its not all I do I work too and of course my DH helps but I'm the one who knows what needs doing. It also doesn't always come together and that is fine too c'est la vie, but when it does all come together am I unreasonable to enjoy it and take that bit of credit, even if it is just internally to myself?