Scrubbing is Therapeutic

Last night around midnight, I had this urge to clean the bathroom. I know it was already late but you know how it is when something upsets you and you just need to do something? Well, at least I’m like that. I could not find the scrubbing brush and a nail brush was all I could lay my hands on. Yes, I “scrubbed” the floor and walls with a nail brush. Crazy eh? I think I was scrubbing for nearly an hour and it felt good to be able to release negative vibes. It was actually addicting, to be honest :) If I didn’t have work to do or if I was not physically exhausted or if it was not too late for my insanity, I would have gone and scrubbed the kitchen sinks downstairs, too.