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When I was a kid, I hated cleaning. Now, it is a welcome break from thinking about work and life. I look forward to my saturdays or sundays when I can just hang out around my place and put things in order.

I think I go into a meditative mode, where I just clean without thinking. As I clean the floors and the bathtub, I get this good feeling that I'm accomplishing something. The hours go by and each time I take a break I can see things looking a little nicer and more ascetically pleasing.

Finally, I stop for the day, and I have this sense of peace and accomplishment that my place is liveable, is nice, is someplace I like to be. Ahh.. so nice to just have time to put things all in order.

I thought I would just share this with ya'll. Anyone else get a sense of peace and enjoyment about cleaning and keeping your house/apartment in line? I think I just enjoy the general creation of order.. and the growing chaos of a mess makes me feel like things are decaying and falling apart.