Thinking about this more, it like the rule you clean from top to bottom. The dust, dirt, etc. naturally is stirred up into the air and then sinks to the bottom. The last thing you do is clean the floor.
I told this story but I had a five hour routine for cleaning my bedroom when I was six. It was like clockwork. It involved tasks like removing window screens, vacuuming them, washing the windows inside and out, polishing the furniture, and so on. It always ended after five house with me brushing the fringe on each side of the wool rug.
I think it's a blessing and a curse to have this OCD and almost a need for minimalist organization and maximum cleanliness. I think it's a curse because it takes a lot of energy but I see it as more of a blessing far and away.
It has given me and will continue to give me the ability to create the minimalism I like and use minimalism to design functional and beautiful, if I do say so myself, interiors (for instance, an audiophile's music listening room combined with a private college dorm room, something I have done, or to design a study from my imagination, my next project.
And as unusual as this might sound or be, I've known actual hoarders, and I wouldn't trade places with one for love or money.
I love the rain. I'm glad the rainy season in here. We're in the worst draught since before I moved home to Florida almost 10 years ago.
Thank you for your posts. I don't always agree with what you post but I almost always find it thought provoking.