That would be how I describe what happens to me occasionally. It’s like *bam* you see every single dirt speck and you all of a sudden have to clean, clean, clean. Here’s how it normally happens to me.

I will be cleaning up the kitchen and putting dinner away and then I notice things that somehow get by me during the day. The next thing I know I have everything pulled out of the fridge and I’m scrubbing it down. Why must it bother me all of a sudden.

Here’s another example…I’m putting clothes away and decide that I need to rearrange the closet. So I must color code and hang everything up the way I think it should be.

Maybe I just have a bit of OCD I don’t know. Most of the time it drives my husband crazy. Not that he does not enjoy having a clean house…it’s just that these things happen at the wierdest times. Right before bed, when I’m supposed to be doing something else. Like I’m supposed to just being doing a quick pick up and I end up alphabetizing the Dvd’s or the books. Things like that. Thinking about it makes me feel like Bree on Desperate Housewives. Please tell me I’m not the only one who goes into Clean Freak Mode.