Hi, my name is Courtney and I'm a neat freak.
Admission is the first step right??
Truth be told, I've known this about myself for a long time. For as long as I can remember really. Honestly. Even as a little girl I can remember liking my My Little Ponies and my Heart Family (tell me you remember the Heart Family?) organized and "set up". And while my mom loved often coming home to the smell of Pledge and a freshly vacuumed home, I think it often drove my dad nuts when he couldn't locate where I put something (even though I'm certain I put it back in it's proper spot. At least most times. Come to think of it, I think I drove Jamie nuts doing this same thing when we lived together...)
Anyhow, I digress. You get the point. I like things clean and orderly. It helps me make sense of things, it helps me feel calmer. I Swiffer at least once a day, and 2+ times a day when it's an eventful day at our house is not uncommon.
I'm telling you all this not so you think I'm a total freak...but so you can grasp the magnitude of these little fingerprints.
Admission is the first step right??
Truth be told, I've known this about myself for a long time. For as long as I can remember really. Honestly. Even as a little girl I can remember liking my My Little Ponies and my Heart Family (tell me you remember the Heart Family?) organized and "set up". And while my mom loved often coming home to the smell of Pledge and a freshly vacuumed home, I think it often drove my dad nuts when he couldn't locate where I put something (even though I'm certain I put it back in it's proper spot. At least most times. Come to think of it, I think I drove Jamie nuts doing this same thing when we lived together...)
Anyhow, I digress. You get the point. I like things clean and orderly. It helps me make sense of things, it helps me feel calmer. I Swiffer at least once a day, and 2+ times a day when it's an eventful day at our house is not uncommon.
I'm telling you all this not so you think I'm a total freak...but so you can grasp the magnitude of these little fingerprints.
They've been there for weeks. While dishes have been washed, laundry put away, floors mopped...I cannot bring myself to clean my front windows and wash away these sweet fingerprints. Every time I look at them I smile. They are like the Welcome sign to our home.
"Come on in! A little girl lives here...and did you know what? She is the light of my life."
She has changed me and will continue to change me. One little fingerprint at a time.
"Come on in! A little girl lives here...and did you know what? She is the light of my life."
She has changed me and will continue to change me. One little fingerprint at a time.
2 comments:
I wouldn't wash them off my mirror :)
Haha! It only drove me nuts when I couldn't find my keys. But now that I live alone I've learned to always put my keys in the same place! :)
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