Cleaning addiction

I've spent the last few days in a blur of housework, cleaning and cooking and thoroughly enjoyed it all. I do recognise that its some kind of displacement activity but at the same time I have really enjoyed cleaning the house. I have cleaned the fridge and the cooker and literally got on my hands and knees to scrub with an old fashioned scrubbing brush the kitchen floor twice because once wasn't enough to get rid of the dirt...I am ashamed of letting it get so bad to be honest. I've enjoyed looking in the shops for new cleaning products and even twice cleaned the sink with new cleaner to make it look shiney. I have not yet finished my cleaning project but have to return to Southampton today to see Dad die.

He's deterioated and the doctors think it will be any day now. Karen wants to come along and I'm picking her up with a heavy heart. I only wish she doesn't go on and on with her criticisms and judegments and I do wish she would just sit quietly in the car but I fear the journey will be long and stressful and thats just the start of the day. John and Barbara are making the trip so John can say goodbye to his brother and this will be very hard as will watching my own Dad fade and die and to be honest I am dreading it.