Reorganizing season

It’s Thursday night and I’m cleaning everything. Okay well that’s not totally accurate I’m not cleaning much at all but I am organizing. Reorganizing. I’m reorganizing my closet except I don’t have a lot of closet space nor am I addressing that space right now so really I am reorganizing - not cleaning - my drawers and storage bags that I keep on top of the armoire - not my closet. I’ve been at it for hours, rearranging everything when in reality I probably just could’ve kept the arrangements the same and simply put everything away. That would’ve been enough, yes, but it seems whether for good or for worse I have some compulsion to reorganize a few times a year with the intent or at least the vague hope of establishing a system better than each one before it.