I knew I was in for it when after marriage I realized that I would be picking up Allen's clothes fro from the floor next to his side of the bed every morning. Now, walking around the house every day picking up shoes is starting to kill me. With a family of five, I figure I average about three pair of shoes per person, so that is around fifteen. Fifteen times of bending over and picking up shoes of all sizes and style and putting them away. (away meaning: coat closet, master closet, or baskets in the garage according to what and who they belong to)
This may be a sign of OCD but I can not walk past something on my floors with out stopping and picking it up and putting it away. It's starting to get to me. I need therapy.
Saturday, December 20, 2008
Need to Vent
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
Christmas Goings On
The traditional family night at the mall to see Santa.
Festival of Trees
Ryan's Kindergarten Christmas Program
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