Can You Clean too Much?

Whenever my father leaves and goes out of town I always get a little worried. My dear sweet mother loves him a lot and stresses out easily. The absence of my father (the peacemaker and logic in our family) has caused my mother to stress out a ton. She even admits she is extremely stress, but she says she doesn’t know why she is like this. My sister and I figure the reasons for this is her Aunt from Cape Cod is coming to stay with next week, it’s time for spring cleaning and my father is in London. So, what better way to take out your emotions than on all the dirt in the house? Now, I am not exaggerating when I say this, I have been cleaning an average of 7 hours a day for the last week. Most of the cleaning has not been usual house cleaning jobs such as washing walls and vacuuming. I have almost been bitten by a black widow (well at least I saw one 3 feet away from me and assumed it wanted my blood). My mother called me up last night at 9 when I was over at Marie and Nate’s house (playing cards and baking Samoas bars) to try to convince me to come home to clean my room. Right now I have escaped for 30 min while the person she hired to help even more, cleans the floor. And yes, that is right. She hired someone and I’m doing this pretty much for free. I love a clean house, but when is it too much? I guess we’ll see when I can see my reflection on the walls, floors, toilets and probably dog. Well I’m off to scrub down the kitchen chairs and fireplace brick. Wish me luck.