Monday, April 23, 2007

Mr. Clean

I’m mad tonight. I have a sore in my nose. My throat hurts. I’m broke. And I’m mad.

I actually had an okay day. It’s Support Staff Week at the office, so the day greeted me with flowers and gifts followed by lunch at my favorite Mexican restaurant. But, now I’m mad. And when I’m mad, I clean.

I don’t drink. I don’t blog. I don’t eat. I don’t talk. I don’t watch TV. I clean.

I clean not because cleaning makes me happy, but because cleaning keeps me busy. It gives me a fake sense of accomplishment, a finished product. Or maybe I spent so many hours mad and cleaning as a child, it's just second nature.

Either way, excuse me while I go scrub the toilet.

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