Nothing is safe around here.
From the purge/tidy monster.
Not pantry, utensil drawer,
fridge or laundry room.
Not obsessively clean, but frequently tidy,
that's me.
A little known fact about this gal.
I came within a whisper of joining the military.
Yep, me! Took the tests and everything.
I was floundering post college days
and the regimen appealed to me.
Gosh, ya think?
I still like everything lined up in neat rows,
bedding tucked snug,
mirrors polished.
I hear my Dad's voice
"A place for everything and everything in its place."
Pop was a fan of Ben Franklin,
(but there is no definitive proof he was the first to say this,
I checked)
I guess this Mackintosh did not fall far from the tree.
Tidy
It makes me happy.
It makes my life
easy and simple.
I step back and inspect,
"ahh, now that's better"
oh crap..thunder...
HOWIE!!!!!!
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