You'll think I'm crazy, but I'm getting really nervous about TCB's homecoming. Not the way you might suspect - will we get along? will I still love him? will he still love me? - but on a far more superficial level: I have to share my spectacular home with someone else and I don't know if I can handle that. I have a not-so-mild form of OCD and little details make me crazy. Will he remember to line the faucet and handle up perfectly over the middle of the sink in the kitchen? Will he try to hang the toilet paper roll the wrong way? Will he know that shoes must be perfectly parallel to each other when put away? Yes, I'm really obsessing over such things while counting down the minutes until he's here. Crazy much, Denise?
* I couldn't figure out what to title today's post, so I Googled "Denise wants" and choose my favorite from the results