I have a problem with cleaning. It's my release. I get up at 6 A.M. and clean and hoover and mop everything. Then I feel better.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
When I cleaned up some 17 odd years ago, I felt terrible for about six months. The only thing that gave me any real relief was strenuous physical activity.
Cleaning is therapy for me. I'm not ashamed of holding the duster or broom.
If you want to get rid of stuff, you can always do a good spring-cleaning. Or you can do what I do. Move.
I just had a full body cleanse. And am eating right and exercising a lot.
I always clean before the cleaning lady comes. If not, when I come home, I can't find anything. Cleaning ladies are always hiding things you leave out.
Ya know what I do almost every day? I wash. Personal hygiene is part of the package with me.
Sometimes I just wish I had a day off. I really need to clean my room.
I love cleaning. I love mopping the floor. If you need your floor mopped, I'm there.
I love cleaning, weird but true. It really relaxes me.
It's so important to me to do the washing, do the Hoovering. I don't ever want to lose contact with that.