Ironing, ironing and always ironing - I hate it.
I'm pretty good on the bizarre once in a while jobs - in fact, I did lots over the summer holidays because the weather was so bad and the kids were driving me so nuts I just cleaned and cleaned. Cleaned the oven, sorted out under-stairs cupboard, cleared out all our wardrobes, cleared out kitchen cupboards, sorted out stuff for ebay and charity shops: house has never been so organised.
But ironing I just put off and off 'til the pile threatens to tip over and engulf us all.