when my roommate and i moved in, we went to target and bought a ton of cleaning products (which were quite expensive..) and have basically not used them for the almost 2 months we've been living here, and every time i walk into the bathroom, i am aware of this.
i was so bored with reading and studying chemistry and anatomy and all of my other classes, that i was brought to to act of cleaning. i first cleaned the sink, then the toilet and the window sill and the shower and the floor and took out the trash and bought in the vacuum (which did not work AT ALL) and did the dishes and cleaned the counter. my apartment looked so different and so clean. the dust was gone, the junk on the floor (the part i swept) was gone, the sink was clean and had no scum. and no matter how much i hate cleaning at home, it actually made me feel good and accomplished to do it here.
i think there's something very rewarding about making your house a home (or in my case, an apartment). it feels right and clean, and whenever i'm doing homework in a dirty place, i get side tracked by thinking about how i need to clean. and the thing about my room (not so much the rest of the house) is that it gets dirty in a matter of hours. i frequently change clothes and throw things on the floor, and it gets messy. most of my stuff is under my bed or in some place out of sight when the room is clean, but i can always find ways in which i need to use the things 'out of sight' in my room...
so try it. when you are bored, or need a break, try cleaning. i know it's something your mother always told you to do- and that you HATED doing it, but i promise, i'll make you feel better. there's something amazing about having a clean space, a space that's picked up. i'm not the kind of person who needs it clean all the time, i am a slob, but cleaning up does make me feel better.
anything but homework, right?
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