My friend told me that I MUST complete this for her, so I shall make a feeble attempt at doing just that! I'll give you 7 random facts about myself, but I doubt I'll be "tagging" anyone else, so there!
Fact #1 -- Like my friend Julia, who tagged me in the first place, I have an incessant need to constantly be in a state of home decorating/rearranging/remodeling. I am forever repainting, rebuilding, rearranging, or flat out remodeling something in our house. This has held true for all 3 houses we have now owned. This week we have been spending time trying to get the home we moved into about 6 weeks ago into some semi-completed stage. My goal is to get this house "done" and leave it that way -- always!!! Hahaha, yeah, right! As stated, I am well aware of this little idiosyncrasy about myself, so I am actually taking steps to prevent further problems by specifically placing furniture in one room that can be rearranged a couple different ways. This way, when the urge strikes, I can switch things around and feel like I've gotten my fix!
Fact #2 I am an obsessive-compulsive reader. There, I said it! If I can read anything I want for as long as I want I am a happy camper. My problem is that once I open a book and begin reading, I absolutely do not have the ability to just read a chapter at a time. If I start a book, I finish the book. That same day, almost without fail. I have been known to shirk my responsibilities on occasion, probably several occasions, because I am caught in a book that I must finish. My great desire was that once I taught my kids to read and they were fluent, then they would catch my love of reading. My middle two are well on their way, but my oldest is over the top already. She is just like me. Never leaves the house without a book or three, reads non-stop from the time she wakes until she must turn out the light, and it pains her to put a book down for any length of time until it is finished.
Fact #3 -- I cannot, under any circumstances, keep my desk clean and organized. I try. I try very hard, but I just can't seem to accomplish such a feat. Right now my desk, although fairly clean and organized to my standards, looks like a small tornado whizzed past leaving paper strewn all around. It's how I work and I can't seem to get it much better than this. That's all I have to say. No apologies.
Fact #4 -- I am a night owl. I get my second or third wind around 10p.m. If I had my choice, I would stay up until 2 or 3 in the morning and wake up around 10a.m. each day. I don't have my choice though, so I am desperately trying to get to bed around 11p.m. most nights. It's 10:30p.m. now, so I better get a move on!
Fact #5 -- I LOVE, LOVE, LOVE CHOCOLATE!!!!! I am a serious chocolate addict. I have been known to rampage through my house looking for chocolate at all hours of the day or night. And just so we're all clear, rampage is a fairly lame way to express what actually takes place when I'm really on a roll. I have family members hide chocolate from me. Then I try to find it later in a fit of craziness. I crave chocolate so strongly on some days that I often feel like I may spontaneously combust if I do not eat a morsel or two. I have recently gotten so desperate that I have taken to grabbing a chunk of 85% pure dark cacao bar just to stave off my craving. I'm a junkie and I know it. I thought it was my problem, but it's come to light that my husband is almost as bad as me, he's just decided to fess up now.
Fact #6 -- I don't do vomit. Period. I am a mom of four, but when there is vomit, I run the other way screaming, often times vomiting myself. Yeah, it's gross to talk about, but it's the truth. Most moms will hold their kid's hair, cuddle them, clean up lovingly after them, change and wash sheets, scrub floors, whatever it takes. Not me! My husband will hold out his hands and allow our kids to vomit right into them so as not to get it on the carpet. That's a mom-thing to do. When one of our kids got sick in the car, I had to jump out immediately and get sick myself. Thankfully my husband was again with us to take care of it. Vomit makes me puke! I have a good friend who is also the mother of four who has the same problem. She totally gets me. Thank God that he placed her in my life so that I wouldn't feel like such a shameful mom. We understand this horrendous feeling that we each have so well that we have made a pact with one another. Under no circumstances will either one offer to assist in changing or washing sheets,or in vomit clean up in any way if the other's family is sick. No offers of help, and no hard feelings. We like it that way!
Fact #7 -- I don't sort my laundry. I feel it's a big waste of time and I just don't do it. I have been teaching my kiddos how to do laundry and they don't sort either. In fact, if you asked them what sorting laundry meant, they'd look at you like you were a bit crazy. Sorting laundry around here means getting it out of one hamper, mixing that bunch with all the clothes from all the other hampers, washing it all together and then drying. Simple as that.
Blessings!
