O.C.D or Nutty as a Fruitcake?

I am not an OCD type of person. But, I love nothing more than to wake up in the morning, pour a cup of coffee and have things in their place well before The Tornado's wake up. I usually straighten up the house in the evenings after The Tornado's are asleep, but I am by no means, a complete clean freak.

Target called my name this morning, I came up with the excuse we needed 'supplies' for the incoming hurricane. Even though we are 220 miles from Galveston. You can't be too careful you know. I figured we'd hunker down here with the necessities: milk, eggs, bread, Pillsbury ready to bake cookies, that bad ass popcorn I'm not telling you the name of, and more care bear band-aids. I found out the hard way we were out when Ava informed me Baby had a boo boo. Anytime a boo boo presents itself on her beloved Baby, a band-aid must be placed atop the wound asap OR ALL FLIPPING HELL WILL BREAK LOOSE AND BABY WILL SURELY DIE A TERRIBLE BLOODY DEATH. Ava was less than pleased when Baby was forced to tough it out.

As I'm browsing the greeting cards looking for a certain one... my worst nightmare is unfolding right before my eyes. Cards are being plucked out for viewing and NOT returned to their rightful homes. Hate it. Can't stand it. Why must people do this? How hard is it to place the damn thing where it belongs? Seriously. Major pet peeve.

Maybe I do have OCD. But only in the Greeting Card Department. Oh. And my car. My car is spic-n-span at all times. Nothing on the floorboards, always vacuumed, tires always shiny. It's habit. And with two tornado's, it helps me keep my sanity. They are crazy enough at times, I don't need massive messes to make things even crazier.

Oh. And my bed. I make my bed right after jumping out in the morning. I don't actually jump out of bed. I usually slide out of it like a snail crawling down the side, to go fetch The Tornado's that are talking to each other thru the wall that separates their bedrooms. I just feel like if the bed is made, it makes everything else look that much cleaner. Hmmm. When are you for sure you have OCD anyway? Do you have to be clean freak in EVERY aspect of your life, or just say... 3?

Or maybe 4. The girls rooms. I feel like I pick up their rooms allll dayyyy lonnnggg. But, I do allow them to make messes and actually PLAY with their toys, because that's what their rooms are for. But, having their floors covered with crap makes me nutty.

Perhaps I do have a bit of a compulsion with keeping certain things tidy. It's not like I follow Slippers and Joey around and wipe their dirty butts after they leap from their litter box. That would make me a raving lunatic! That's disgusting y'all! That's insane. NEVER would I do that.

I wonder if they make potty-wipes for cats. Maybe I'm onto something here! OMG. I just thought of a purrrfect name. "Meowlettes." There are plenty of crazy cat freaks in this world that would buy those wipes in a heartbeat. I probably belong in an insane asylum for actually thinking of such a concept, but I would never actually USE them. Nope. Never. Nuuh-uhh.