On a rainy day in Paris I suggest you wear a helmet in the event you walk into a light pole. Why you ask? Because you should be looking down, not up. You can't only blame the cat for what he dragged in. Miss.
Three verifiable things about me. One. I am an only child. The concept of sharing, therefore, is foreign to me. Two. I am a Virgo. The sign regarded as a perfectionist. Three. My mother raised me to be meticulously clean; compulsively tidy. According to my mother, "You have taken this clean thing way too far." I disagree. Apologies to my mother.
Nature or nurture? Who knows? Who cares? I have not been diagnosed with Obsessive Compulsive Disorder. Nor would I label myself a Cleanaholic. Or a Germaphobe. My world though, is definitely a unique place. One where doors open magically. Hotel mattresses are pristine. And estheticians never double dip.
I live in this world without a bubble or a honeycomb mask. About 15 years ago I got tired of catching the flu du jour and became ever more so hygienically vigilant -- perhaps obsessively so.
Yeeeesh, Fluorescent. Looks like someone slid nicely through this one. How can it be cleaned now that it's mushed into the canvas:(
ReplyDeleteLooks like it's caused the Seine to break its banks.
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