When I was in high school I had this quirky habit of cleaning up my room on a Friday night. I would get in from whatever party I had been at and, no matter how late it was, I would clean my room. I used to tell my bemused siblings that I would have a better sleep-in the next morning if my room was clean.

images (44)I got teased mercilessly but I always slept like a baby!

Last night felt like a return to my high school days. At 11:00pm, still hip-deep in paper in my dining room, I decided that I was going to finish getting my taxes together and have the dining room returned to normal before going to bed.

And so, after filing the very last receipt, I proceeded to move furniture, shine up the table and even put the candles in their place. I fell into bed at 2:30 this morning with the deep satisfaction of a job well done.

And, as I dropped the whole neatly presented package to my accountant this morning, I felt a nice little kick-back to that quirky girl with the clean room that I was in high school. But now, instead of bearing the teasing from my siblings, it is my family of men that never quite understand that it really can be deeply satisfying to clean.

Oh well…maybe in my next life! šŸ™‚

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