"Don't clean mad...just clean," I would think to myself whenever Sharon would punish me with the silent-treatment-while-house cleaning routine.
Notice I said "think to myself" and not "said." I may be a fool, but I'm not insane. That kind of remark might get any number of household items thrown at a fella, followed by something worse than silence.
I am trying to see if cleaning while mad or frustrated or extremely agitated is of any value. I can say this. It does take the wind out of your sails rather quickly. Most likely you'll wind up depleted of energy with only half the job done, depending on how much anger or frustration you start out with and other factors like age or physical stamina.
No moral here, just an observation.
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