There is a way things should be done...an order in life. Does this make me a candidate for OCD? I think not. But go ahead, make fun of the fact I always correct the placement of the one dish Jen puts in the wrong way. How does that plate get clean??? And, what if it interfers with the cleaning of the other plates? Come on now!
So I make the bed EVERYDAY. Why don't you??? I like a made bed with clean sheets and I find solace in knowing I am getting into a made bed. In case you don't know, I also have my shoes and sneakers neatly lined up in rows, I have an order for my files in the filing cabinet, and I keep records in binders dating back to 1980 which are neatly in order according to date on a bookshelf in the basement. If this isn't normal behavior, how are you supposed to know where you have filed something like a purchase agreement for a house you purchased in 1986 or a shot a doctor gave you in 1982? I think this is normal. And to those of you who don't understand, I say BRING IT!
My sister Julie thinks I am 90 years old because I don't know how to live like everyone else; throw old papers out, scramble the order of the sneakers and shoes, and who cares where the dish goes in the dishwasher....it all gets cleaned anyway. I say, "I care and it does matter!" I will still beat you in trivia pursuit because I know the nonsense no one else knows. I don't need to be a "Menza" to be considered gifted, I know things others don't!
My daughter thinks I am old because I don't go out to blow some steam. She also thinks I am old because I sound like my father. I say "like father, like son". My Dad was wise when I started my rebellious ways, I just didn't listen and paid for it. Now I know better.
Jen has a need for financial order in her life, and I have a need for order, period. Anybody have any problems with my way of life or need for order, put it in writing and submit it to the President (I am the President) who in turn will enact Rule #6. Rule #6 was created by a wise man who said you should submit any problems in triplicate to the President who will then take a vote, his vote, and make a decision.
Have I answered your question about my need for order?
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Oh, you AREN'T 90 years old?
Thank you Laurie, but I have not reached eligibility age for an AARP membership! I am, however, on the AARP mailing list.
What's funny is you assume you are the President in this relationship....oh, how misdirected you are sweet man. Maybe naive is a better word. Love you...
There are lots of reasons that you're 90. For example, you've never seen an episode of Seinfeld. C'mon. Seriously?!?!? Who has never watched an episode of Seinfeld?? My 90 year old brother. That's who. He's just more comfortable sitting - make that rocking - in front of the radio. I bet there are Amish people who have seen at least ONE episode.
And, don't worry about not being "Menza". It's MENSA. They would take you anyway...
Oh, you probably won't read this tonight. It's 7:30. You're probably already in bed. With a full belly. From the early bird dinner you had. At 2:30.
I have to admit, that one of my favorite things in this world is a freshly made bed with crisp sheets.
Regarding order....well, if you don't know where you are...then how do you know where you are going? Although some purging of data more than 5, 10, 15, 20..25years old might be in order....yes I think you might be due for some shredding action.
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