Thursday, April 11, 2019

Stop the Magnet Madness

This is NOT okay.  Nephew, Ozzy, rearranged the magnets the other day.  Kid's lucky I love him.

My momma says I was born with OCD.  Rather than being a normal child, she claimed I'd wake up in the middle of the night to brush my teeth or change clothes.  Dirt was my enemy and I'd scream bloody murder if a stain so much as made its way to my garments.  I rarely slept, instead worrying about how my dolls and toys were lined up. 

I still have some very quirky traits but it's settled down over time.  My house no longer has to pass the white glove test.  I think having six kids in the house helped me give up on that one. 

HOWEVER, there are some things you just don't mess with.  My fridge magnets being one of them.

There's nothing fancy about my magnets and they probably make my fridge look cluttered.  But darn near everyone who knows me knows not to mess with them.  Which, in turn, makes them want to do it just to see me sweat. 

The magnets have a place and a purpose, all lined up nice and neat.  Is it so much to ask for a little harmony?!


How it's supposed to be!

4 comments:

An Apel a Day said...

I'm like that with certain things too. I have been that person that messes things up just to annoy someone too.

Crystal K. said...

I was the same way. They always had to be lined up nicely on the fridge. Now I prefer an empty fridge and collect pins instead, lined up on my bulletin board.

Laura said...

That's like me! Everything always has to be orderly, otherwise it drives me nuts!

Donna B. said...

I can sometimes be like that about things being in order and tidy too. That's an impressive collection of magnets!