Today was one of those days. Part of it may have been due to the fact that I had nothing else to do, but I just simply had to get it done. I went beyond what I normally do for cleaning today. I organized my desk, my books, my piano, and even my closet! It was invigorating and long overdue! My piano was cluttered with unused medicine bottles, and bits of paper. My desk drawer needed to be straightened out; it looked like a tornado had went through it. Things kept falling out of my closet! My dorm was in drastic need of a major cleaning session. Frankly, I needed to do something with myself. Sometimes, clearing a space makes me feel that I am also making myself clean. Cleaning declutters the mind, rejuvenates the muscles, and opens up the body to the world. I love it.
I'm sure I sound crazy right now. For most people, cleaning is a chore. It is nothing more than something that you must do in order to maintain health and appearances. I have never felt that way. Ever since I was a kid, I loved to clean. Okay, yes, I hated cleaning when my parents forced me to, but I loved to clean when I was angry or if I was bored. It's a distraction. It's busy work.
If you know me, I cannot be still. I must be busy at all times, especially during the school year. I never stop. I'm always doing something. I love weekends, but sometimes they irritate me because there isn't much to do. So if I have a lot of dead space like today, I clean.
Please tell me I'm not the only one! Surely there is someone else out there that enjoys cleaning as much as I do! Are you someone like me? Do you think I am insane? Tell me about it!