This is exactly how I feel right now. Although you can substitute in pack / call / organize / etc. for clean. Plus clean. It probably makes more sense if you read the original (hilarious) piece, This is Why I'll Never Be an Adult, from the amazing Hyperbole and a Half.
This is also me right now, from the same piece...
"The longer I procrastinate on returning phone calls and emails, the more guilty I feel about it. The guilt I feel causes me to avoid the issue further, which only leads to more guilt and more procrastination. It gets to the point where I don't email someone for fear of reminding them that they emailed me and thus giving them a reason to be disappointed in me."7:25 update. I was thinking I might ask my students to read that post for tomorrow (the last day of our blog class, and the end of the semester, when they are all freaking out about everything they have to get done.) It likely tells you something about how frayed I am right now that when I clicked on her FAQ and ran across this, it made me tear up. "However, I'd like to ask you to refrain from doing complete re-posts of my work without getting my permission first. If you want to use a whole blog post for something (aside from teaching - go ahead teachers!), best to ask me first." She saved me a whole extra permission-asking step. So nice!
"Then the guilt from my ignored responsibilities grows so large that merely carrying it around with me feels like a huge responsibility. It takes up a sizable portion of my capacity, leaving me almost completely useless for anything other than consuming nachos and surfing the internet like an attention-deficient squirrel on PCP."