How Picky Am I?
You can call me picky, high maitenance, stubborn, etc. I am more then happy to admit that I am anal…Here’s why: 1) Towels and blankets needed to be folded a particular way. Brad was not permitted to fold the towels when we were together. Amy and Steve both know too well that if you fold a blanket when you’re finished with it I WILL go behind you and refold it! Even if it’s your blanket. There are rules – corners need to be perfectly aligned, no wrinkles, folded horizonally and a precise number of times. 2) The toilet paper roll needs to flow OVER (this no longer applies in my house since I have to hide it away from Winston!!)! This debate has been ongoing…even Oprah herself did a show on this. The answer is OVER OVER OVER! Before the cat was an ahole it was always flowing over in my house. And if I’m at your house I WILL change the roll if it’s going under. Sorry. I can’t help it. It makes me twitch. 3) The car seats (in a two-door) have to be placed upward before closing the door. It makes no sense for them to be leaning forward (if you had to reach in the back for something or to let someone out of the back) and it just looks bad. 4) The dishes need to be done ASAP. If this means before eating, then so be it. Amy knows the rules. I taught her well. 5) Yes, I vaccuum my stove. Dwayne and Matt had a good laugh over this. But you know what? It gets dirty too. 6) Magazines, books, photos, mail, CDs, etc…all have to be facing the same way. Otherwise, things just look disorganized. 7) A bed cannot go unmade. ‘Nuff said! 8) I have an unusually bad habit of correcting people’s spelling, grammar, punctuation. It’s insulting to them, I’m sure, but even more insulting to the English language. Just be happy I don’t slap you. 😛 9) Okay, below I’ve attached a photo of Blue Rodeo from the late 80’s (Jim Cuddy looks super hot (as always) in this pic), and as much as I love the picture itself, how bad is it that I want nothing more to get in there and clean that room? Seriously, it’s like a disease. 10) Maybe it’s the potential OCD (Cav will have a feild day with this one, Brad sure did), my food can’t touch and can’t be mixed – and certain foods have to be eaten first. If, for instance, there are peas, carrots and corn on a plate then they have to be in their separate piles and the corn would have to be eaten first. If we’re out for a burger and fries…it’s one or the other…I can’t take a bite of a burger and then have fries…it’s just wrong. *Sigh* Help me! I’m certain there are more and more (and even more) reasons as to why I’m anal…I will add them (and any you want to offer) as they come to me. Cheers!