Washing walls

Who in the hell washes their walls?

Left to my own devices I would drink beer and listen to country music while reading a Dan Brown-esque novel and getting a tan.  hmmm.. maybe this weekend?

I have always worked.  At 15 my mom used to drop me off in the summer at the local no-tel mo-tel so I could clean rooms for the folks who owned the place. (for 20 years I could NOT stand the smell of curry) 
At 16 I did exactly 3 days a McDonalds.
I worked through high school at the True Value hawking lumber and toilet bowl parts to my friends' parents.
College is a dizzying array of waitressing gigs and radio. First shift, third shift.. you name it.  I secretly fashioned myself a modern day Flo from Alice's Diner... 
After school - it was real world radio and tv jobs.
During babies - it was teaching aerobics
After babies - it was the family fence business
Now - it's somebody else's manufacturing business

And at no point through any of this did it ever once occur to me that I should spend a day of my life washing the walls of my house/apartment/condo.  I work all the time...

Normally my house looks pretty clean.  It doesn't smell and you can easily pull the "5 second rule" on a dropped hot dog without a trip to the bathroom or the emergency room 8 hours later.   What I can't figure out though is how to make enough time in my life to wash the walls.  WTF?  Here's how the wall washing would play out in my world (and my justification for not doing it).

"I am going to wash the walls today"
"I suppose I should do it one room at a time"
"I will start in my bedroom and work down through the house"
"I should dust everything first"
"Those louver doors are going to take about 45 minutes to detail them and get it right"
"If I am doing the louver doors, I should probably clean out the closet"
"I need to go get some new vacuum cleaner bags so after I get everything pulled out I can clean the floor under all the shoes"
"I need to donate those shoes and the clothes to Goodwill - I should pick up some garbage bags too.."

So... 4 hours later clothes sorted and louvers dusted it's half way through the day and I would not have even washed walls in ONE room.

I really want to tell myself that if you're going to do it - do it right - one time - that'll hold.
What I think really choose to do is - look the other way.

I am very good at looking the other way - I wish I was better at doing it right.