machoreity
When you do one big, annoying task that feels like it’ll kill you, like cleaning your room when your dog has been living in it for a month.
I had to clean my room because I got machoreity. My dog peed on my bed. It was a nightmare.
My dad made me do the laundry for a week. That was my machoreity. I hated every sock.
I did the chore of washing the windows for two hours. That was my machoreity. I was ready to die.