Another way to win over The Hygiene Hunter is to provide me with my own box of straws. The Tides Hotel in Miami boasts of their attention to guest preferences. Those bragging rights are well earned. Prior to arrival they ask you to complete a questionnaire in an effort to get to know you better so they can make your stay exceptional. It works beautifully. I did not have to touch an elevator button -- even once.Hit.
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.
Oh Princess Passion Flower! I forgot how much I missed you and your hygenic ways. :)
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And I, your holistic remedies and zen vibe.
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