Do you ever wonder how you got to be like you are?
I was just making our bed with clean sheets washed and dried on the clothesline (mmmmm - what a wonderful smell) and thought about how I have to change the sheets on my bed at least once a week, if not sooner.
Now, why on that magical 7th day the sheets instantly start to feel and smell gross is beyond me but they do.
And why do crumbs on the kitchen counter drive me totally crazy when the cobwebs (plural) in the corners don't phase me a bit?
Or how about pillows thrown all over the couch instead of placed neatly bug me but dirty windows, not so much?
I can also leave the cap off the toothpaste and goober up the inside of the medicine cabinet without a problem; but by golly, the darned hand towel better be hanging up neatly instead of in a wad on the towel ring.
Now that I've bared my soul of idiosyncrasies, do tell WHAT DRIVES YOU CRAZY????