Growing up with a little brother I somewhat have known what to expect by having a man in the house.. Jake was always depending on mom to do everything for him and wait on him hand n foot.. Well hubs doesn't expect me to do those things.. but I have taken it upon myself to do most things for him that I can.. I am always doing laundry, cleaning, and cleaning more after he gets home .;) He is very appreciative of the hard work I put in each day.. but I have figured out one thing that is getting on his nerves... I mentioned in an earlier post that I have some OCD.. I am not diagnosed, but the voices in my head that say to vacuum the floor 18 times a day has been able to persuade me that I have some issues.. Hubster wasn't aware of all these annoying lil things I do until I moved up here.. SURPRISE HUNNY, IMMA FREAKAZOID! :) Anyways.. sidetracked (shocking) This OCD causes me to get tired of seeing things in certain places everyday.. Therefore, I move these annoyances.. This is turn has caused a 24/7 scavenger hunt for hubs every day.. I guess I move everything everyday.. crappp.. I don't mean to.. but there is only so many times you can look at a rusty screwdriver on your new table runner.. shewwwww, I get stressed thinking about it..
So the new thing in our house is for me to constantly move stuff and for Justin to constantly look for its new location.. It usually ends with me saying.. sooo where was the last place it was.. he then points to the floor in the middle of the dining room.. hummm, I then smile, laugh in my head wondering why he seriously thought that those jeans were still in that place, and then I walk to the closet and find them nicely folded in the "jean spot." I have began calling him Hansel and Gretel.. he leaves a trail of clothes and tools behind him.. You will never find me looking for him that is for surrrre.. He makes it too easy...
Well.. I probably should go clean something... What is that hunny? What is it you are looking for? Oh... you cant find your toilet paper stash??? Hummm... now there is a head scratcher... *evil laugh*
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