Those who know me , know that I have a system for everything (or am at least trying to work one out). This is how I make sense of the world and my place in it, as well as trying to find the easier, quicker, better way to do everything (while hopefully also making that world a better place). In a parallel universe I imagine myself as an efficiency expert in a major corporation with a six digit salary and speaking engagements lined up for the next several months. But in this reality I'm that annoying voice from the kitchen yelling at the screen-starers: "Hey! Who loaded top drawer silverware on the bottom drawer basket of the dishwasher? Arghh!!!!!! It's so annoying when I have to keep switching drawers for every friggin' spoon while I'm unloading! Is anyone even listening to me? Also, why don't these %#&@! deli-packages that say "easy-open" actually open easily? Don't they product-test these %#&@! things?"
That's me, making my alternate reality a better place, one system at a time.
But it's not all crazy lady screaming from the kitchen about her unmet OCD needs. Sometimes it's actual sunshine and unicorns.
Like a few weeks ago when I noticed that someone had taken the thin old bar of shower soap and stuck it to the new bar so that nothing would go to waste.I practically danced down the stairs in my bathrobe yelling "Eureka" or some such thing.
Thing One just blinked and said, "Isn't that what we're supposed to do?".
"Yes, but you did it you clever child; you brilliant, clever thing, you!"
Or this past summer when Thing Two started leaving his muddy woodsy crocs on the patio sidewalk so he could jump into them quickly from the cleanish deck without tracking actual mud into the actual house. I stared at those crocs and realized that my brilliant teenage baby boy had come up with a system; an actual system of his own. I pressed my fist to my mouth and blinked back tears of joy.
There are no words...
