As you know I was away being slave labor for my parents (yes, I owe them...and my kids owe me; trust me, I'm keeping tabs...29 hours of hard labor for the first child alone should get me a floor when I need one). Here I was kneeling for a week and straining muscles I never knew I had to get up and down off the floor a gazillion times (no, I could never have done this last year as my middle Sis pointed out...and I'm counting these as squats BTW...and can I just say again I have so many bruises it looks like someone hit me repeatedly with a baseball bat), and no, I didn't even ask for some music to work by (it would have been 1950-60's elevator 'muzack' anyway) because I had big things to think through in my solitude of working for a whole week! There I was ruining what was left of my fingernails and deep in thought contemplating chapters for the book...and now I was also suddenly tasked with which tropical beach location I could plan a Band getaway to, since all my blogger friends were suggesting a mini-vaca...How could I get all these non-OCD-spontaneous wild LBers enticed to meet me somewhere fun (the Midwest in Fall, where I live, would NEVER do for these gals)...and while I was offline deep in thought over these life shattering issues and solving world
All this time you led me to believe that I was the ONLY 'almost' OCD planner out here with anal tendencies and compulsions to create spreadsheets out the gazoo with detailed lists of possible activities/phone numbers/addresses/maps even a full 6 months before our family vacations. All this time you sat back and poked fun of my 'planning crazy', my labels on my refrigerator shelves and my pantry shelves
I came home and turned on my computer this morning to check my week's worth of emails...WHAT ARE ALL THESE EMAILS ABOUT 'BOOBS'? Haven't I told them repeatedly that I've lost my boobs (I'm still looking for them and there's a reward if you find them BTW)? WHAT'S THIS? These wild, spontaneous, laugh at my planning, LB girls have planned a weekend getaway?!! In a week?!!! How long was I really gone (I feel like I'm in the Twilight Zone)?!! They've picked a city (Midwest in the Fall...Really LOL?! I was thinking it would take Mickey Mouse or at least a warm beach J and the promise of Cabana Boys with umbrella drinks!), AND a date?!! They've got a logo (too cute Joey)...they've got activities (Is a '5k' the name of a new cocktail?)...and some of them already have flights booked?!! Seriously, did I just wake up from a year long food-coma? How long have I been gone?!
You pick the ONE week I'm offline to go all OCD on me?!! I missed all the suggesting, voting, the list making, the new blog creating, the research and planning...even SPREADSHEETS?...I MISSED my DREAM week in 'almost' OCD-land?!! *Hangs head and sniffles*
WHO ARE YOU PEOPLE?!! ...and what have you done with my wild, spontaneous, non-'almost' OCD blogging friends?!!! You're all officially out of the 'almost' OCD/planner closet now! I'm SO not alone anymore.
Now excuse me while I go off to find out more about 'BOOBs'.