what is my problem?

For the record, I am not a clean freak. I like a nice, clean, organized living space. I clean occasionally and in fits and spurts. As I've matured, my ability to clean has increased, although my affection for it has not. Momentum is the mitigating factor. But this is just weird. I spent all weekend cleaning a couple weeks ago and got such satisfaction with getting it done. And today, I have been futzing around on a variety of projects - my brain full of all kinds of loose ends. Nothing I've done today has given me satisfaction - except for cleaning my bathroom just moments ago. What the hell is happening to me? Me, heathervescent, the woman who goes off on adventures all over the world, is satisfied using Scrubbing Bubbles (tm) and Magic Eraser (tm) on my tile and porcelain?! And what about yesterday, when I did about 80 million loads of laundry, playing chicken with the desert dust stains (I won). And what about tomorrow, when I look forward to more laundry in preparation for my mom coming to town. And more cleaning? I am restraining myself from going through every stitch in my closet, bookshelves, drawers and storage lockers and throwing out half of the stuff. Stuff that I sifted through just a few months ago. Is the moon in Virgo? What is going on with me? I'm seriously scared at what I've become. And I hope that I get back to my normal self very soon. Yikes!