Today, I am thankful that we reclaimed the apartment from the gear and dust that was trying to take over. I find it interesting that I have turned into a person that needs to have a clean home. Apparently, everything has it's place and I need that order. I'm blaming this on my mother. I can remember be threatened as a child to have my things thrown away if they were left out in the common areas.
I get it now, mom. Someday, my children will look at me with the same confusion and lack of understanding that I showed you. But, their shoes will stay in their rooms and God help them if they have the audacity to slam a door in my house...
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