Cleaning Day

How is it I feel so good every time I set out a "Cleaning Day"? And this particular day can never be pre scheduled, if so I'd ditch it and find some other thing to do. I have to wake up in the mood for it. Today just happened to be one of those days. I woke up, looked around my messy bedroom and had an itch. I was disgusted at how I had let not only my room, but myself, go to that point. I had a reason, though, I had doctors orders to stay in bed and avoid strain and exercise as much as possible so my wisdom teeth "holes" could heal. Anyhow, I know it is no excuse, so I got up, filled a large bucket with a detergent/antibacterial mix, pulled down the bottles of windex, furniture polish and picked out an assortment of old rags, a broom, a mop and a shovel, and got to it. 

AHA, you would think I merely cleaned. That is where you would be mistaken. Having all the cleaning aids at my service, I barricaded myself in my room by putting stuff in front of the door, and opened the wardrobe. Pulling out all the shirts, I refolded them and put them back. Took everything off the hangers and decided to fold the jeans instead of hanging them, thereby leaving lots more space for all my jackets and dresses. Then I moved on to the dreadful shoe rack, where I piled in a bag in the corner all those shoes I no longer use/need, to give them away to charity, and then re-organized them by style. I proceeded to the bags and only then to all my countless books, sketch books and piles of yarn. Then it was cosmetics, makeup and perfumes. Only after I was done with organizing every inch of my room I started the cleaning. It was nearly 10 am by then.

I removed the bed sheets, put them to wash, put all the decorations on my naked bed, and dusted and polished all the shelves (seven), the drawer, the bookshelf, the desk and the nightstand. Then I swept the floor, vacuumed, moped it, moped it again, cleaned the wall to ceiling mirror, windexed the windows and dusted every single decoration before restoring them where they belonged. Oooh, I febreezed the couch, the mattress, the pillows, the cushions and the curtains as well. I felt so dirty after all this cleaning that I drew myself a hot bath, complete with tangerine and green tea oils, scented bubbles and candles. 

I feel so fresh and renewed now that I believe I can start anything in the morning. It is definitely the perfect day to resume my routine of morning yoga followed by chi kung. 

In the end, I guess everything is better without all the clutter.