Some Obsession is Good

My sister Janet called me earlier in the week. She was talking about the elation she had from the “snow day” cleaning she was getting to do. Janet is a natural born organizer/cleaner. My other sister Margaret also has this trait. It seems very unfair to me that only two out of three sisters share this “quality.” Of course to some it is considered a compulsion, but I just don’t think my sisters’ love of a tidy and well thought our living space is a bad thing. In fact, I am quite jealous of it.
When I was a kid my room was so small that it was hard for it to appear messy. It consisted of two twin beds and a long shelf along the window that acted at a desk. I had skinny built in book shelves where my prized glass animals were displayed and since this was all my room consisted of it appeared “neat” as long as I did not have a pile of clothes on my spare bed. But then if anyone opened my closet the horror of my non-obsessive compulsive self was on full display.  
I had no dresser, just shelves and hanging space in my closet. I kept not only my shoes and clothes in my closet, but also all my school books. On most days my closet was a mountain of all my belongings, with piles of shirts and sweaters falling half folded off the shelves and entangling themselves with the books, shoes and other clothes on the floor pile. No one much knew about my closet because I kept the sliding louvered doors closed.  
As my younger sisters were growing up I noticed a marked difference in the way we kept our rooms. I had no idea it was such an inherently genetic difference. I thought I was more lazy about tidying up and they, well I just did not understand. I also did not understand why they did not like to play game and that was what I lived for. I thought they had just given up on playing since I was older and always beat them. I now see that games are my compulsion and organizing was there’s.
As I have aged I have come to enjoy living in a tidy house, but I in no way enjoy making it that way. So when Janet and I compared what we did on our snow days it was no surprise that I played games and she cleaned her house to the degree that surgery could be preformed there. I in no way wish to give up playing games, but for a month or two I would so love to have the organizing obsession, just so I could get everything in order.