It's therapeutic and beats post-buying depression

I feel disorientated at the sight of disorder, dirt, dust, stains and smells.

I feel at ease when the carpet is free from dust, the tiles polished, the table free from crumbs, the dishes and clothing washed, dried and alligned like disciplined soldiers, the bed made in hospital-corners and the bathroom boasting 5-star hotel standards.

Even after a exhaustive day of studying and excercise I autonomously; vacuum and shampoo carpets, wash dishes, mop floors, arrange books in alphabetical order, scrub toilet, wipe watermarks off silverware and fold clothing with great purpose.

I even find the ammonia in bleach (poorly disguised by lemon scent) an olfactory delight and the sheen given off by the basin and tiles are proud reminders of my efforts.

p.s. I don't have OCD and can display great restraint around people with less than impecable homes.

umathena umathena
18-21, F
2 Responses Jul 25, 2007

i too find a calm come over me when the house glimmers and shines, when it smells of cleansers and deterrgents, when the floor is slippery from cleanliness. i love this. it's been 3.5 yrs since my house has been like this. but i'm working toward it again. little by little. when i used to clean in the way you describe, i'd come home fri nite and clean til early sat morning, wake sat a.m. early (6 or 7 a.m.) after 5 hrs of sleep and clean all day long into the late evening hours. sundays were for finishing laundry, grocery shopping and cooking all meals for the following week (and cleaning the mess as i went.) i couldn't allow so much as a dirty spoon to sit in the sink no matter how busy i was with work, sports, the gym, my family, friends, boyfriends, etc. after dishes (by hand, of course, to make certain they were clean w/ no spots) i dried the sink. is that common? on monday evenings when i'd come in from work and the gym the woft of chemicals would hit me at once upon opening the front door. i often wondered how the dog lived in that atmosphere of chemical cleanser fume overdose without dying or some kind of brain damage. *shrugs*

I wholeheartedly agree with you. However, I wish I had the time to keep up with the house as I would like. Seems like I am about the only one I know who cleans her own house. Having someone come in and touch my things as part of their cleaning task makes me feel really uncomfortable. The loss of control really bothers me.