I "clean," e.g. I get ALL the clothes out of my closet and try to rearrange them. Or do the same with the bookcases. Drawers. Whatever.

Right now my sweetie is out on a bike ride and I have this impulse of "cleaning" up my desk.

The problem is that it is never done, there are always those bits and pieces that don't belong in a rightful place, and the place ends up messier than it was...

I love it though.