Thursday, January 10, 2008
A Day in the Life of a...
I think I may possibly have Schizophrenia.
Remember how I said that I LOVED that white goo you use to sheet rock?
At times, had sudden urges to taste it.
But come to find out....
After they ask you to rub white poo goo on the walls, they ask you to take sand paper and take it all back off again.
And the white poo goo dust...it goes EVERYWHERE.
I feel like Pig Pen on Charlie Brown.
Now, two days later, the stuff I loved so much...
I despise to death.
White poo sand and me, the clean freak...do NOT go well together.
I don't mind the creative mess being upstairs...but now it's downstairs...and I am about to lose my mind.
Just when I wipe something down that's been attacked by white dust, more falls down in it's place.
It's like the white devil dust is just waiting...hovering...hanging out with the ceiling and only decides to fall down once I've gotten the floor or a piece of furniture clean.
Losing my mind.
That's what I'm doing.
It's like someone put flour in a dump truck, took my roof off and then dumped that load of flour into my house.
Imagine Monica from Friends being here...at my house....
I can't stand mess.
Can't stand it.
If I see something messy...I clean it as though I'm on auto pilot.
There's mess everywhere, so I haven't stopped cleaning.
Why do I have to be such a clean weirdo?
I've used the restroom at friend's houses, walked out the door and realized, in my auto-pilot mode...I just cleaned their toilet or wiped down their counter top.
It's a sickness.
I also look in everyone's bathroom cabinets.
As long as I'm confessing things that go on in friend's bathrooms...I might as well come all the way clean.
I also did something, not very nice, with a shower curtain once because there wasn't any toilet paper.
But I'll never tell whose house I was at.
I will say, I only went number one.
I said I'm a CLEAN freak...NOT a germ freak.
What's Monica to do in a house filled with white dusty poo?
This might be the last straw needed to turn me into a real-live, too legit to quit, crazy person.
I can't believe I just outed myself about the shower curtain.
That's called, "Keepin' it real, yo."
Posted by Hendrick Family