Here's my trying to please everybody disclaimer: I am not really really OCD. I understand that some people struggle their entire lives with this disorder. I do have a great empathy for people truly struggling with this. I cannot imagine how it must feel to be trapped inside the behaviors that dictate the OCD.
Just like everything in my life, I like to poke fun. Life can be too serious sometimes. I get pretty tired (YAWN) of the whole political correctness scene. I understand wanting to be sensitive to peoples' feelings. But, political correctness? Let's call it like it is--OXY MORON.
Well, well, well, what have we here? Someone has wandered off her topic, and stepped into the political realm. Come on back, honey. You surely don't know anything about that arena. Plus, there are big bullies there who are mean to simple girls like you. You come on back and make some funny funny.
Now, where were we? Oh yeah! How I am OCD...
I just thought it would be fun to get to know each other a little better. And honestly? Telling you about my quirks seems a whole lot more interesting that telling you that I have brown hair, green eyes, and my favorite candy is Gold Haribo Gummi Bears.
Oh, but please mark that last part down for future reference under the title: How to get MarytheKay to write gushingly nice posts about me. Yep, all it would take is a bag (or two) of those Gold Haribo Gummi Bears. And let me assure you--I am awfully good at gushing while masticating those delicious Bears to their deaths.
HEY! OCD Girl!!! You promised them some quirks, remember?
Okay, here goes.
1. I have not ever forgotten to take off my make-up at night. I mean, not ever. Not once. Since I started wearing make-up at 13. Creepy, huh?
2. I have been wearing the same perfume since high school. Every single day. That's 24 years, people! And, I still LOVE it. Wearing it makes me feel feminine. And girly. (Those are 2 totally different adjectives.) I could be a spokesperson for Anais Anais. If any of you knows somebody that knows somebody there, please let them know about me. Also tell them I have practiced spraying the perfume real cute-like and I think I could really drum up some good business. Perhaps tap into a demographic they hadn't thought about--quirky dork women.
3. I don't like change. I am sure that was PAINFULLY obvious when I showed you the Before pictures of our Master Bedroom. How could you forget the large red gingham pillow shams and denim comforter? Here's another part of my house that could probably use some updating... *Said in a whisper:* My living room couch is plaid. As in navy, hunter green, and cranberry. Remember when those colors were really popular? Early 1990s? I feel like the plaid couch is really close to coming back. I just know it.
4. In college, I had a Sociology professor explaining something really important...which I cannot remember, and is probably the reason I didn't make an "A." (Well, that and the skipping class part.) Anyway, that professor talked about how it would be really strange if someone put their shoes and socks on--sock, shoe, then sock, shoe on the other foot...instead of the way everyone in the world puts them on--sock, sock, shoe, shoe. For some reason, that stuck in my brain, and from that point forward that is how I put them on--left sock, left shoe, right sock, right shoe. Do any of you put on your shoes and socks that way? Or, maybe you play it safe and just wear flip flops.
Well, that's all the OCD info I'm willing to tell you for now. Or, maybe that's all I can think of. Yep, the rest of me is practically perfect in every way. (Name that movie.)
Now, it's YOUR TURN. I've done all the gabbing. I'd LOVE to hear about all of your strange OCD quirks. Come on--this relationship won't work unless it is two-way. I would hate to have to start some communication counseling so early in our relationship. But, I sure do know a good therapist if it comes to that.
And, on that note, I will sign off as my Gram used to say, climbing up the stairs at the end of the night:
Good night, good people.