Day 29: There might be something wrong with me.

I love cleaning. Because this feeling right now is amazing. Incomparable. Knowing that every dish is washed and put away, every dirty sock washed and folded and put away, every mirror windexed, every floor swept and mopped. Candles lit, fresh sheets on the bed, spaghettios and cheese bread, and now I relax. Completely. Commited relaxation. Everything is exactly how it should be. And now I guess everyone knows I have control issues.