I spent a couple of hours cleaning today. I do that every week, just not always my house. But I get paid when it isn’t my house. Any way, it would appear that cleaning is also a time when I get a lot of good deep thinking in too. I remember when I worked custodial during college. I loved those few hours every night where I was on my own and just cleaning. I got a lot of thinking done then. It was time for myself where I put my body on cruise control to do the job and let my mind go where it needed to go.

So it looks like I get deep thinking done when I’m either cleaning myself or cleaning my surroundings. Maybe it helps me clean out my head. I know that when my apartment, particularly my desk, gets too cluttered, I can’t think straight. It’s as if the messiness around me is reflected in the messiness of my thoughts.

I have also always loved a clean bathroom. That’s probably my favorite room in the house to clean. There is something exciting about a freshly scrubbed clean and organized bathroom. Washing dishes doesn’t excite me so much, but even clean kitchen counters can be exciting. But a clean bathroom, that’s a treat. I love it. My bathroom gets cleaned more than anything else because I enjoy that so much. I think that means I’m weird.

This is my Spring Break at work, and I’ve been needing to go through my closet again. Maybe I’ll squeeze some time in with all the other things I have to do this week to do that. That will temporarily create a bigger mess of course as I pull everything out of my closet to go through it, but it will feel good when I’m done.