Good Morning!

Well, since it is now December, I have decided to change my font color to "holiday green".  How festive.  Today is going to end up being a day of cleaning, washing floors, etc.  Why, you ask?  You see, my normal schedule is heavy cleaning on Monday and Friday, with a slightly less thorough going-over on Wednesday.  All other days get a vaccum and floor mop as needed.  So, after finishing my order of sewing last night, I was thrilled to think I had a Thursday free of work/cleaning, etc.  I spent the evening deciding what I should do today....should I go shopping?  Get a massage?  Sleep?  And then I remembered that Friday is our anniversary (the big "16"), and I won't be able to do my cleaning because hubby has taken the day off.  Bummer.  Not bummer that he is home, but bummer that my cleaning schedule will now be off.  To the average person, I suppose this sounds insane.  "What?  She's complaining because she has to go out and spend a romantic day with her husband instead of cleaning?"  No, that's not it.  It's just that I hate it when my schedule is off.  I have suffered from OCD since I was a child, and organization is my life.  I like my dishes stacked properly, my socks going in the correct direction, and my cleaning days in order.  I'm not a hand washing germaphobe, I obsess about order.  Trust me when I say you can come over any time of the day and my house will sparkling.  Even when it's dirty, it's clean.  My cabinets are organized, my linen closet would make Martha Stewart cry with joy, and my junk drawer is neat and tidy. I am lucky that I found a man who is a neat freak. His garage is the envy of all the other men on the block.  He painted it a white-white this summer-you have to squint when you come in from the sun. The tools are alphabetically organized. You could eat off the workbench or perform surgery on the floor. We are a perfect match. So, I will clean today and not complain about the schedule change.  And tomorrow, hubby and I can enjoy our day, knowing that the house is clean and things are in their place.  (Of course, I can always vaccum when I get home!)