An idiosyncratic ame or as I like to say: a perfect me
You see Monk on the left...the family does tend to think I am the female version. I hate to admit it but I already started Christmas shopping, actually I started this weekend, so I started in February. Pathetic you say? I say organized and on the ball! Which got me to thinking about how "Monk" am I...
When we go to Wendy's I fold my foil burger wrapper into a square plate which Toby loves to make fun of me when I do it.
The laundry has to be done at ALL times - lest I go bonkers. I have been known to tell folks to get into their jammies and hand me the clothes they are wearing just so I can complete a full load. Honestly, Toby could wear the same underwear everyday because I have that fast a turn-around on the laundry cycle here.
I don't step on sidewalk cracks or grates. What if I fell in and I do try to avoid anything near a fire hydrant thanks to an experience Nappy had at the mall a few years ago.
When eatting dinner (or anything) I don't mix foods. I eat all of one thing on the plate first, then move on to the next item until it is gone and so on.
Except for this training I am going through at work: I leave my desk spotless when I go home.
The last thing I can think of has a little story behind it. Toby and I were watching Law & Order a while back and the killer was a control-freak, ocd maniac. While McCoy was cross-examining his wife on the stand he asked, "Is it true in your house there is only one way to fold the towels?" Toby lookedaccusingly lovingly at me and I hung my head in shame as I yelled out, "yes, yes there is!" I finally embraced my Monkness.
Now, everyone at our house has been schooled in the proper burrito-fold towel technique, and I must admit thateverytime many a time rarely I would refold all the towels that were incorrectly folded. But I like to think I have slackened up on this towel fetish of mine. With Buttercup volunteering to do the majority of the laundry I am just grateful to not have to do it anymore. I could care less if we employ the burrito-fold. Well, I really do care but since I read on Martha's site that my way isn't THE way to fold a towel, I relinquished a bit. A tiny bit.
I like to delude myself in thinking the world would be just a little bit better if the world was more Monk like. I tell ya, Al queda would disban if they had to fold all the towels correctly!
~ame
When we go to Wendy's I fold my foil burger wrapper into a square plate which Toby loves to make fun of me when I do it.
The laundry has to be done at ALL times - lest I go bonkers. I have been known to tell folks to get into their jammies and hand me the clothes they are wearing just so I can complete a full load. Honestly, Toby could wear the same underwear everyday because I have that fast a turn-around on the laundry cycle here.
I don't step on sidewalk cracks or grates. What if I fell in and I do try to avoid anything near a fire hydrant thanks to an experience Nappy had at the mall a few years ago.
When eatting dinner (or anything) I don't mix foods. I eat all of one thing on the plate first, then move on to the next item until it is gone and so on.
Except for this training I am going through at work: I leave my desk spotless when I go home.
The last thing I can think of has a little story behind it. Toby and I were watching Law & Order a while back and the killer was a control-freak, ocd maniac. While McCoy was cross-examining his wife on the stand he asked, "Is it true in your house there is only one way to fold the towels?" Toby looked
Now, everyone at our house has been schooled in the proper burrito-fold towel technique, and I must admit that
I like to delude myself in thinking the world would be just a little bit better if the world was more Monk like. I tell ya, Al queda would disban if they had to fold all the towels correctly!
~ame
Monkish??? I would say that they based that character on you ... of course I mean that in the most loving way ... I don't know if you can also truthfully say that you have 'slackened up' when you still get up in the middle of the night to refold towels.
ohtobe said... March 2, 2009 at 9:50 PM
*snickers*
Mrs. Ohtobe said... March 2, 2009 at 9:52 PM
I'm shattered! Crushed I tell you! To think I'm still folding the towels wrong! *sob* I know not what to do to make this up to you!
Oh, well. I'm simply just not good enough with the towels. But I think considering the number of times *you* have looked at me funny when I indulge in my ocdness, that I might be approaching your levels. *le sigh*
Anonymous said... March 2, 2009 at 10:42 PM
ahahah I love this, you are soo OCD sometimes.. though I'd like to think I learned a litttle from you. Alphabetizing our videos one time, color coordinating my closet, and laying out outfits for school for a month even with little labels. :) I think OCD helps the world stay a little better organized at a time. :)
Anonymous said... March 3, 2009 at 10:11 PM
You still have much to learn grasshopper...I forgot about alphabetizing the CDs and DVDs but that is a necessity not OCD. LOL I remember the time I sorted the boys legos by color...
Mrs. Ohtobe said... March 4, 2009 at 12:01 AM
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