Cleaning Frenzy

Thoes of you who know me, know that I am just a little bit of a neat freak. Due to my being sick for the past 2 weeks, our house has not been cleaned. In fact it hasn't been "cleaned" since before Xmas. So, last night something snapped as I was standing in the bathroom trying to brush my teeth while looking into a disgusting hair and dirt filled sink at 10pm, and I spent the next hour and a half cleaning. I scrubbed the upstairs bathroom top to bottom, including the floor by hand, emptied the dishwasher, put new dishes in, dusted the living room (after putting everything away), dusted the bedroom, and began to clean counters in the kitchen when I noticed it was 11:30pm. What's wrong with me? Tonight I'll probably finish the job by cleaning the other 2 bathrooms and doing a little vacuuming. I'm so strange...it was like a panic attack last night. All of a sudden I felt very claustraphobic and couldn't breathe and I just HAD to do something about the filth I was living in. Am I the only person who expereinces this? Even now as I sit in my office I have calming thoughts of the work day on friday which will finally give me a chance to clean my room and scrub the germs off of instruments and things. Sheesh, someone call the nice men with the white coats and big butterfly nets.