It will probably come as some surprise to you, maybe even shock, to know that someone as laid back as myself is quite capable of having and, yes, properly maintaining a neurosis or two. OK, maybe even more than two. Perhaps I am riddled with them. Perhaps not. BUT, I CAN CLAIM TO HAVE ONE!
Becky, over at Mommy Wants Vodka, was talking about a few of hers and even asked her readers at the end of her post, what some of ours are. I felt obliged to answer. Prepare yourself. I will begin to come across as more and more human and less and less like the giddy goddess you all know me to be. Yes, you do. STOP LAUGHING.
I guess my most obvious one would have to be my laundry. I do get behind on it from time to time, but not too often, however if it’s not done “just so” and folded perfectly, and the knit shirts are almost always hung on hangers to dry and the towels are folded in thirds lengthwise and then doubled in half, and so are washcloths and, I can’t live without a bleach pen and a stain stick, and the drawers are always neat and the clothes in the closet are hung in order of color, and I want so much to have a “discussion” with the dry cleaners about the order they return John’s shirts in, and all towels, washcloths, dishtowels and sheets and pillowcases MUST be washed in hot water,and everything else in cold, (separated by colors, of course). Warm water is for people who can’t commit. AND, apparently run-on sentences are not part of the whole neurosis thing for me. Let me check… Nope. I can live with it.
See, I’m just one of the gang and not the HalfAsstic Royalty you thought I was!
STOP LAUGHING!
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I’ve been toying with the idea of doing a blog. Thanks for keeping me grounded, Krissa. I have no sense and I’d end up getting myself in trouble some way or another.
You’ll get over that OCD crap eventually, or you’ll just die tired.
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I am officially in love. You can come do laundry at my place anytime you want, because you are the only person in the universe that understands that everything you listed above? IS THE WAY LAUNDRY IS SUPPOSED TO BE DONE. I think I actually wet myself last week when I opened the girls closet and was reminded that I had hung all of their clothing in color groups.
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If you were ever planning on comeing to visit me, pleae call months in advance; if you came to my house without fair warning, you would have a heart attack and die at our laundry situation. And yes, it IS a situation, I am ashamed to say.
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Uh, laundry… Isn’t that when I just throw whatever is dirty into a machine that fills with water, along with soap, and then ignore it for twenty-seven minutes, only to come back and throw it into a dryer for fifty-two minutes? Now you are telling me that I am supposed to sort. And use Hot water? What kind of witchcraft is this? Sorting laundry, indeed.
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Love your run on sentence…..
I only add a period cause you’re suppose to have one
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OMG! Okay, I’m not quite THAT neurotic, but laundry must be folded at the time when it leaves the dryer (or within 5 minutes) so as not to create more wrinkles than any mother should ever have to iron out. Towels–yes to the folding in thirds. They fit in the closet BETTER that way. But I do fall into that ‘non committal’ warm water category–the same way I drive in the middle lane because I’m not too fast and I’m not too slow… I’m JUST RIGHT. Mr Hyphen’s laundry technique makes my hair fall out.
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So, like, can you come do my laundry?
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yeah, my laundry is my nemesis. it is awlways there, never complete. but when i do get it done, it is obsessively separated, washed in the correct temperature, dried and then folded three to four days later after it has been moved from the bed to the couch, back to the bed…