Saturday, February 26, 2011
Days Off
My days off are times I cherish. Today is one of those days, and I am home alone with Aidan and Lily since Ernesto is working today. I woke up when Aidan climbed into my bed at 5:30, tucked his sleepy self into bed with me and fell soundly back to sleep. I also have a very foggy memory of Lily crawling up, but I have no idea what time she came in. We all woke up about 7:30 and had to run over to Walmart for some groceries. We came home, ate breakfast, and now they are watching Dino Dan. I have to clean up the kitchen, pack a picnic, and it's on to the park! Then this evening we are getting together with all the family and some close friends for my cousin Stephen's 17th birthday. (It makes me feel so old, I remember when he was born!) These are the days in life I treasure-the ones where I am surrounded by the ones I hold most dear.
Friday, February 25, 2011
My Neurotic Self
I have been told that denial is a state that we all chose to live in about certain aspects of our life. After pondering this statement, I have decided my state of denial is regarding my neurosis when it comes to cleaning. To me, my methods of organization make perfect sense. They do not seem strange, unusual, or in any way obsessive. Apparently, there are other people in this world that do not share my opinion on this subject.
A few days ago as I was putting away the neatly hung and folded laundry, the love of my life started laughing as he asked, "Are those organized by bar code as well?" I looked into the drawer where I had just put away his undershirts, according to color and sleeve length. Now, in my mind, this makes perfect sense. When you are getting dressed, there is no hunting through the drawer for the item that you need, you already know exactly where it is! I do the same when I hang my clothes in the closet. All facing the same direction, organized by color and sleeve length for the same reason- ease of assessing your wardrobe. How is that obsessive?!
There are many examples of this in my house. There is no typical "junk drawer" in my kitchen, the things under the kitchen and bathroom sinks are neatly set up to easily find what you need. The same with my linen closet, children's toys and most of the usual places that are often times a disaster zone. To my way of thinking, I would rather take a few extra minutes to set up a system where everything stays neat and orderly than to end up with a huge mess where I can never find anything and am constantly frustrated.
So my question is, am I unusual or just plain practical?!
A few days ago as I was putting away the neatly hung and folded laundry, the love of my life started laughing as he asked, "Are those organized by bar code as well?" I looked into the drawer where I had just put away his undershirts, according to color and sleeve length. Now, in my mind, this makes perfect sense. When you are getting dressed, there is no hunting through the drawer for the item that you need, you already know exactly where it is! I do the same when I hang my clothes in the closet. All facing the same direction, organized by color and sleeve length for the same reason- ease of assessing your wardrobe. How is that obsessive?!
There are many examples of this in my house. There is no typical "junk drawer" in my kitchen, the things under the kitchen and bathroom sinks are neatly set up to easily find what you need. The same with my linen closet, children's toys and most of the usual places that are often times a disaster zone. To my way of thinking, I would rather take a few extra minutes to set up a system where everything stays neat and orderly than to end up with a huge mess where I can never find anything and am constantly frustrated.
So my question is, am I unusual or just plain practical?!
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
What I have learned since my last post
#1: I am horrible about keeping a current blog. I don't know how people manage to post everyday! (I feel almost like a catholic at the moment, "It has been a month since my last confession")
#2: It is actually true that girls are easier to potty train than boys. I struggled with my son for 5 long months full of bribes and threats and much frustration for both of us. My daughter fully embraced the idea in 3 days.
#3: Finding an applicant that is appropriate for a job is an exercise equivalent to beating your head against the wall.
#4: The more stressed out I am, the more my obsessive nature is revealed. The organizational level of my linen closet and dresser drawers is slightly out of control right about now.
#5: I need a lot of sleep. If I do not get said item, I am extremely irritable, irrational and an all-around emotional basket case. To my family- thank you for your long-suffering regarding this matter. I will make a concerted effort to remedy this immediately.
#2: It is actually true that girls are easier to potty train than boys. I struggled with my son for 5 long months full of bribes and threats and much frustration for both of us. My daughter fully embraced the idea in 3 days.
#3: Finding an applicant that is appropriate for a job is an exercise equivalent to beating your head against the wall.
#4: The more stressed out I am, the more my obsessive nature is revealed. The organizational level of my linen closet and dresser drawers is slightly out of control right about now.
#5: I need a lot of sleep. If I do not get said item, I am extremely irritable, irrational and an all-around emotional basket case. To my family- thank you for your long-suffering regarding this matter. I will make a concerted effort to remedy this immediately.
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