Fairly Symmetrical
Easy going? Ha!
10/01/2005
I am often described as "easy going". I suppose in a lot of ways I am, but at this point I don't think it's a term I'd ever really choose to describe myself. I am remarkably anal about some pretty trivial stuff, and I'm sure it doesn't make me particularly easy to live with. Fortunately for me, I am married to the most patient, loving woman this earth ever produced--a stroke of fortune so great I could be unlucky the rest of my life and still come out ahead.
Oh, examples? Okay. Here's the kind of thng you'd have to put up with if you were Jen:
- I cannot abide towels not being hung up after use. I mean, cannot abide like it grinds at my soul for entire days when I think the towels may not have been hung properly. And by properly I mean folded to within 1.0mm of "in half" lengthwise, then hung precisely doubled on the towel rack. I swear. Like nails on a chalkboard. Really.
- If I don't load the dishwasher, it gives me the heebie-jeebies as if someone were not merely dancing, but seriously Lord of the Dancing on my grave. There are glasses that go in the far left row, and nothing else is allowed to be in that row, lest horror and chaos engulf the household. The bottom shelf of the dishwasher must be as symmetrical as possible given the layout; if there's a large plate on the right, there had better be one on the left. Again, horror and chaos.
This is all just so all of you know what Jenny has to put up with on a daily basis. I would bet money that nobody who ever lived with me would ever be wary of my wrath should a towel not be properly folded. Fortunately, none of you have to. :)
This ramble brought to you by Eric and his Extremely Anal Saturday, in which he rearranged the dishwasher before turning it on. For no better reason than it made him feel better. I swear, some nights I'm not half so relaxed as Adrian Monk.
Oh, also, I have the most patient, loving, wonderful wife in the universe. That is all.
No, wait, that's not all. Tonight, we got a pizza stone. It came with a wooden pizza peel. I am so excited I nearly forgot to rearrange the dishes in the dishwasher. Whoever comes over next gets free awesome homemade pizza.
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Oh god.. it must have killed you to live with me for a month. Of course, had I known I would have gone around throwing your towels on the floor to see if I could get you to go nuts! Did you see my post on Jenny's blog? I'm moving to Florida at the end of the year. Does that pizza stone travel well?
Nah, it didn't kill me. :) I was grateful for a place to stay, believe me.
I did see your comment, and all I have to say is pbbbbbbbbthpt. He had it coming. ;)
What's taking you to Orlando? Are you staying with Boeing, or what?
My newly developed complete and total hatred for the midwest brought on a desire to move somewhere (anywhere!!). I think I was asked where I went to high school one too many times and just snapped. I went to Geoff W. and he offered me this job.. still in training systems, but more as a network engineer. So, hopefully I'll be there by January.
Yay! Sandy's coming south! Get ready for everyone and their cousin to want to stay with you and go to Disney World. :)
Make your reservations early.. i have two sisters with kids, one of whom has already demanded a 2 bedroom, 2 bathroom house "minimum".
Ha! I do stuff like that. :) I get spectacularly cranky if are dishes in the sink for any longer than it takes to eat the meal. I have to wash them before I go to bed or I start the next day cranky too. This is only a problem when Simon is home because, unlike me, he is not neurotic about dirty dishes... I like to think it's part of what makes me loveable. Maybe... I blame it on mild OCD. In the lab, I get upset if the pipette tips in my tip rack (boxes of 96, in 8 rows of 12) are used in any order other than left to right along a row and front row first working backward. Not that they aren't all identical, but it upsets me if they're used in any other pattern. If I accidentally skip a tip or someone else uses one out of turn, I have to rearrange them so they fit the pattern again! Me neurotic...
Clearly I only lubs me some neurotic folk.
Hmm Sandy... reservations early... how's 2009? Would that work for you?
Hmm.. let me check my calendar.. i think January is still open that year!
Sweet. We'll come for my 29th birthday. :)