Why is it: the more organized a messie person is the less they can find? Can there be order to our mess? Hubby thinks so. I walk into his office and even I think it is messy. He, though, can find everything he needs. Need a napkin? He’s got one or a hundred on his desk. Need a theological magazine? I guarantee the one you want is atop the desk. Need a writing utensil? Well, that might take a little longer to find, but somewhere nestled between the tomes is one. No wonder we had boat-loads of arguments when we first married. He wanted to keep all the contents of the house out in plain sight. I, on the other hand, preferred to stuff everything in a drawer, a closet, or laundry hamper to at least appear to be tidy and organized. So it didn’t come as a shock to lose the rechargeable batteries that I had left somewhere on my desk. I mean, really, why can’t I find those ding dong batteries?!
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| Doesn't everyone have a plastic butterfly on their desk? |
I asked Kitzilla. She is pleading the 5th!
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| Are you talking to me?? Batteries? What desk? |
I asked the other culprit. He prefers to ignore me and knock things off any level or not so level surface. So you can see why I accuse them first.
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| Here; let me knock off that stupid looking butterfly for ya! |
I've learned through time not to blame the children. Clean something up/ organize it? Ha, these apples don't fall far from the parental tree! Me? Why I can't be expected to remember where I put everything; now can I? It's not my fault, I tell you!!
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| Now did I do that? (in my nasally Steve Urkel voice) |
Not only is my house and my body cluttered, but my mind is cluttered too. I'm taking charge...hehehe. No, I'm not talking shock treatment, but I wonder...does it work? I mean I'm going on a clean up campaign.
P.S. Stay tuned. You will either be seeing a stronger more organized strawberry. Or you won't be seeing me anymore as the dust bunnies and clutter staged a coup and I am now under house arrest.
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