But I'm trying really hard not to be productive. Well, that's not true. I'm trying to only be as productive as absolutely necessary in order to stay under the radar. Fidelity's actually making it quite easy for me to not be productive, actually, because the oh-so-stellar email system is down. That means that everyone who is here currently is focusing on taking instant messages from customers, so there is actually down time between chat sessions. For those of you who don't have any idea what I'm talking about, consider yourselves lucky.
Anyhow. I cleaned my house yesterday. And when I say that I cleaned, what I really mean is that I went to town. I even had Vinnie go out and buy Mr. Clean Magic Erasers so that I could attack my kitchen thoroughly. It was somewhat of a preemptive spring clean. The actual spring clean is going to be much more of a debacle (new favorite word) because it will include cleaning out my closet, the linen closet, the laundry closet and the storage unit outside. The linen closet and the laundry closet won't be a big deal. My closet will be an adventure for sure, but the storage unit is going to be a week, maybe even a two-week, long process. I'm not really sure why or how, but the storage unit has gotten rather full over the last 8-12 months. It's going to be interesting to see what I find.
I'm sure this is just the most exciting topic ever to be blogged about. I have a point, though. And I will make it shortly. First, I would also like to point out that I spent about an hour organizing our filing cabinet. Keep in mind that this is a two drawer mini filing cabinet, and only one of the drawers actually has folders in it. And yet it still took me an hour to straighten it out. And! It very well could have taken me more time, if I had had the supplies that I needed to do what I really wanted to do: Alphabetize and organize more thoroughly (let's just say that Vinnie's filing method leaves something to be desired).
Secondly, I would also like to point out that I have an insane desire to organize our DVDs. Now, there are probably some of you out there who have not been introduced to the Dhima's DVD collection, but those of you who have can back me up on this. It's a mess. It's more than a mess, really, it's a disaster. I will not be surprised to find that we have accumulated more than 1,500 DVDs once I have completed the process. Currently, the majority of these DVDs are on CD rollers, most of which hold at least 100 discs. So the task is going to involve buying at least three new CD binders, possibly a label-maker (but really, I mostly just want an excuse to buy a label maker) and several hours of cataloguing. Sounds like fun, eh?
Anyhow, I point out these things to illustrate something that I have just recently come to realize about myself. I like to clean. I like to organize. Is that weird? I like to clean and organize almost to the point that I feel I might be slightly OCD. If I didn't have a full time job, my house would most likely be the cleanest, most organized house ever. Of course, the only reason why I wouldn't have a job was if I had a child, so perhaps it wouldn't be THE most, but it would be pretty close.
As some of you might already know, I am an obsessive list maker. I usually make at least one list every day. I've toyed around with the idea of making a list of lists that I want to make, but I'm afraid that would definitely make me certifiably crazy (ha! As if I'm not already there). I blame my mother for my obsessive list making. She is always making lists. My Dad was smart enough to tell my mom what she could do with her lists shortly after they got married. Poor Vinnie has to suffer through my craziness. I think he understands, though. Part of him, the extremely anal retentive part, realizes that lists are helpful. The laid back and spontaneous part of him doesn't understand my need to make lists, especially the ones that I'll never do, or never get around to doing, or are just plain impossible to do. But I go on making them, because I feel like I'm being somewhat productive by making a list.
So yeah. The point of this entire thing is that I must be crazy. I feel the need to make lists for everything, and I like to clean and organize. As Gnarles Barkley so aptly put it, "Does that make me crazy? Does that make me crazy? Does that make me crazy? Probably."
2 comments:
Laurie is an organizational/cleaning fiend as well. The example of this that I always share is that she doesn't let me put away groceries. This is for a very good reason: I don't organize them the way she wants it done. She also prefers to do the cleaning, and though she has never said so, I think it's because she doesn't like my way of doing it. She also doesn't like it when I cook, and I recently learned that it has nothing to do with my delicious cooking skills, but with the fact that I take too long. What're you going to do? I think it's that extra X chromosome that makes you ladies so OCD.
You're probably right, Ben. It must be that second X chromosome. I found myself re-loading the dishwasher last night after I had practically begged Vinnie to do it the night before. I feel the need to be as efficient as possible, so I had to rearrange the somewhat pel-mel way he had done so. I think I am crazy, but it's good to know that I'm not alone! =D
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