Someone piss me off please!

This request does not come from a deep desire to fight, but from the fact that when I'm mad, I clean. Not just the pick up the dirty laundry off the floor and toss it down the stairs in the general direction of the washing machine. No, when I'm angry I dust things, I do all the laundry (I've even been know to wash down the outside of the washing machine), I reorganize cabinets, sweep down cobwebs (which tend to become scary props straight out of a haunted house around here), vacuum everything including the stairs, scrub the bathrooms including the toilets (I think this falls into the worst job in the world when living with males), and, well, you get the idea. I'm like Suzy Homemaker on speed. It's sick. Sometimes I even make cookies. Granted they are the preformed ones you buy in the store and stick in the oven, but it's cooking for those of us that have managed to burn Easy Mac (the horrible microwave version of Kraft's mac and cheese).

Why the desire to clean? Cause my husband's coming home this weekend. Am I cleaning for him? Not really. He's not the neatest person in the world (sorry honey) and doesn't seem to mind clutter or dust or piles of laundry on the floor. I do mind. And if I don't get it done before he gets home, I'll be spending time cleaning that I could be spending with him. Hence the need to be annoyed.

I've not really been home except to sleep and eat for almost two weeks. I haven't done laundry in almost three. The remnants of Hurricane Yard Sale are circling around my house, and the resulting clutter is pretty devastating. I am not feeling the least bit motivated and have just been chucking things willy- nilly down the basement stairs all day that either A) go in the basement and need to be put away, B) are dirty laundry and need to be washed or, C) are random things that have no home and tossing them in the basement seemed like the easiest solution to getting them out of my way. There is a pile at the bottom of the stairs that it may take climbing equipment to get over. Sigh.

Wish me luck, or piss me off, cause I have to accomplish something today.