I’m Not Crazy–Really!

Contrary to what my family would tell you, I am not crazy—maybe a tad on the eccentric side, but not crazy. Another word for me is probably is quirky. Yes, definitely quirky.

This is most evident in my eating—mostly eating lunch. I have some form of peanut butter sandwich every day (I was thrilled when the doctor said that I needed more protein, which peanut butter is a good source of). My sandwich could be peanut butter and jelly, peanut butter and honey, or occasionally almond butter and banana slices.


Exhibit A, although I was a bit wild today and had a turkey sandwich for lunch. And now that I look at it, the sandwich is pretty close to the 9 o’clock position also. Disturbing.

The sandwich is cut into bite-sized pieces so it’s easier for me to pick up, and I must eat my sandwich row by row, not picking pieces up willy-nilly. The sandwich has to be at 6:30 on the plate. It’s essential. Nothing can be blocking the sandwich. Also essential. Vitamins, calcium, multivitamin, iron, omega-3, and vitamin C: They must be at 9 o’clock.

Chips (a figure of speech—actually either pretzels, string cheese, almonds, popcorn, or some combination thereof) are at either 11 or 2 o’clock, interchangeable with dessert. I’m more lenient with them.


Exhibit B. Note the tidy row-like consumption of sandwich, sort of like corn on the cob. Sort of.

A psychologist would have a field day with that! Ask me if I care; not in the least, as long as I can have things just so.

P.S. In reading this back, I sound nuts!

A Study in Contrasts

Courtesy: outkube.com

When it comes to my bedroom, I live by the motto “a place for everything and everything in its place.” Actually, that might not be strong enough. Let’s just say that if one of my possessions is moved a foot from it’s rightful place, I go mad.

The worst is every other Wednesday when the cleaning women have been here. They have no attachment to my things. They are “put away” nothing like they found them, in an effort to hurry up and be done. Problem is, they are never how they found them.

You would think my computer desktop would be spotless. Far from it. Let me count. There are fourteen files currently crowding the desktop. More than half of those are empty files just cluttering it up.

My email inbox is ten times worse. It’s gotten as bad as 150 unread emails! I guess the problem is that I’m too lazy to clear out the junk. Also because it becomes overwhelming: You clear it out and there’ll be twenty more tomorrow morning. Gap and Amazon send something every day. Land’s End, Anthropologie twice a week, and about that timeframe for Pinterest, Facebook, and Bloglovin.

It’s a losing battle. It’s going to be easier to get a new email address and start fresh than to clear this one out.