i don't have a lot of knick knacks- if something makes it home with me from the thrift store it's because it has stolen a piece of my heart. this spoon holder on my stove is one of my very favorite things i own. but there is great irony in it: my house is spotless. always.
and i mean that in a bad way. i'm obsessive. i dust every day. i hate dust. it actually makes me physically sick when i look at my blinds or my baseboards. they refuse to stay dustless. i've been called the drink dumper many times because i don't even let people finish their glass before it's in the dishwasher. the rate at which bathtubs get grimy makes me so angry. i clean constantly. as it is, i don't want to be this way.
but, super problem: my life is about to get much, much busier. i have to lower the bar. i have to be able to go to bed without perfect cleanliness and all the laundry done. i don't know if i can. i can't function in disorder. what do i do? what? i need help. help!
