Hey ya'll, surprise. Just a quick note to get me in the swing of things. We are such creatures of habit, and I totally lost it on this one. I am writing to observe, however, what I have just noticed.
I just came home from a vacation stay with my daughter in Virginia. Every morning I was up at 4:00 or 5:00, made the bed, brushed my teeth；made the coffee, unloaded the the dishwasher, picked up last nights clutter, let the dog out；open the blinds, turned on the fireplace, spray down the furniture (Im a bit of a Febreeze addict, orLysol, whatever is handy). Sit down, enjoy coffee while catching up on emails, texts, and YouTubes.
Yesterday I arrived home and relaxed. Today I plan to relax, so I got up, made the bedn (makes the room look happier), and brushed my teeth. Fed the dog+cat on the way to the kitchen.Opened the blinds while my coffee was brewing, and picked up last nights clutter. Grabbed the coffee, put away the few dishes my husband had washed, spritzed the couches on the way to my tablet, and powered it up. Serious
I have been called, and freely admit, I tend toward a little OCD. But is this just a regular routine, or what?
Anyhow, if it gets me back to posting regularly, it will be the vehicle I use! In additio