Blissful cold

A Few days back I had a terrible cold, the house that was a little mess was threatening to grow into a bigger mess. And when someone like me has a cold , spotting a dusty corner just makes it worse ( it being the cold and the general irritation level which accompanies cold ), but that day I was very tired and decided to brave the mess and take it easy
On other such days when my cold threatens to get worse and the house messier, I take some extra effort and go into what I call whirlwind cleaning.. Just clean up everything that lets put this way could increase my irritation quotient in the coming days.
Now coming back to the day rather the evening after work at home .. To be more precise to the messy and unkempt kitchen where I was trying to help S make dinner , I, e me cuttting onions and he doing everything else that goes into 'making dinner' . All of a sudden I see frenzied activity from S. With my bleary eyes I see the sink being cleared , shined and dried ( trust me not a drop of water or moisture ) . The unkempt kitchen was transformed into what would make me call 'thatz mah kitchen' in delight.
It didnt stop there though, soon the other parts of the house underwent a similar transformation , the bedroom vaccumed , the living room all tidy and nice ..
I watched in wonder .. True wonder that this was the same man who could live in layers of dust and the untidiest environment without a care and now without and I mean it absolutely without any prodding or requesting or begging things can be this way ..
I was soo proud .. Swelling with pride would be kind of right yes.. proud of myself I felt like a potter who had moulded an ordinary lump of clay into something so truly breathtaking
Hmm bliss they say can be experienced even with a bad cold ( 'they' here means me )