I’m a freak yes I know. I love cleaning and organizing. Probably two of the most dreaded things people do in their lives. Sometimes I can’t even go to sleep if my house isn’t in order. It’s not like I’m OCD. I don’t go marvel over specks of dust and clean through all the cracks. I just like things relatively clean and organized. Sometimes, I’m so excited to wake up in the weekends because I know I have a whole day of cleaning ahead of me. I start with the bedroom because there’s the least to do in there. I don’t keep a lot of stuff because I think a bedroom should be free of clutter to be nice and peaceful for sleep. The key is to keep things simple. The fewer things to clean and the easier it is as things have their own place. Two of my favorite cleaning tasks are vacuuming and doing laundry. I love vacuuming because it’s a great finisher and I love the little tracks it makes on the carpet. Laundry is fun because I love the smell of fresh clean clothes. My least favorite task is washing the dishes. I don’t like getting wet or touching old food left over. I hand wash my dishes because I don’t like using the dishwasher. I reorganize my closets and purge through items I don’t want anymore. It gives me a refreshed, light feeling. Doing all of this gives me such a relaxed and productive aurora. I get in the zone. I get in that mood where I don’t think about anything else going on in my life. I tune everything out and listen to upbeat music as I clean. It helps me feel renewed and purposeful. It’s very zen. I suffer through mild depression. Cleaning in fact saves me. It’s a way of life telling me it’s moving on and moving around. If it wasn’t then things would stay the same and I wouldn’t have anything to do. Which is the time when I get the most depressed. I used to have weekends where I would have absolutely nothing to do. Then I get into this funk where I feel like I don’t have anything to look forward to. Thoughts that life will always stay the same, boring and stagnant. Cleaning keeps me busy and reassures me that the world is moving on. It’s a good thing my home gets messy! In fact, I get excited about mess. Something I know that will take up my time.