I’m somewhat OCD about cleanliness. I usually make it to bed later than planned because I get caught up cleaning stuff in the kitchen or organizing the stack of mail on my desk or taking out the trash and recycling. The possibilities are endless. And that’s the key: endless. These menial tasks, endless. Sleep is important, so tonight I left dishes in the sink, dirty pots on the stove, lunch unpacked, and papers all over the desk. There will be no shortage of these things for the rest of my my life, so why stress tonight? Sleep.