i've been doing a little thinking [big surprise]

life's been pretty busy these days, and some things have fallen to the back-burner. olivia's had a bit of a fever the last couple of days, but no other symptoms really. we've been giving her small doses of tylenol, which has been working well. buuuuuuuuuuuuuut, at times i seem to get a little frazzled over the stupidest things. a couple of weeks ago, i opened the cupboard door to get a plate, and i actually got irritated that ezra used a different bowl than i wanted.

really?!

i can't say i'm an abnormally organized person, or that i... "nit-pick" much, but it really bothered me. at that moment i had to take a step back and ask myself, whothefuck is going to see inside my cabinets? and of those people, how many are really going to give a crap how it's organized?

thanks mom.

i can only assume that i got it from her. the woman that wouldn't let me vacuum because i would leave lines in the carpet. i know i've referenced that before, but it's one of those things that kinda crops up at the strangest times.

my dad & step-mom came over this week, that was fun. of course, i cleaned like a motherfucker as fast as i could so that they wouldn't be... disappointed? i don't really know what i was afraid of. i used the excuse that he's our landlord, but i don't think that was really it. i think it's the residual of the mentality of "a clean home is a happy home" when in reality, a clean home is a bored wife. or cocaine. of which i am neither, sooo, it just adds completely useless stress.

jim breuer is on tv right now. he was joking about relationships. how when we're young and dating just making out was excuse enough to be 3 hours late to work, and when you're married the only turn on is when the husband cleans the house. seriously. it is such a turn on to see the house cleaned. i see it as so much less work i have to do, less stress, and more... what?... participation on his part? i suppose.

well, i think that's about all i can think of right now.