Cleanliness is Next to Godliness

I'm weird about some things.

1. I don't like people to sit on my pillows.
2. I've never been a huge fan of peanut butter.
3. I like Mondays.
4. There are certain people I'll do anything for. . .anytime. There are certain people I won't.
5. People who waste my time drive me crazy.
6. I love to clean my refrigerator.
7. When I get out of my car, I turn everything off--radio, air, EVERYTHING.
8. I like to eat ice. . .pebbles rock.
9. Being alone doesn't bother me. In fact, I need it sometimes.
10. My closet is color-coded. After months of disarray, I finally took some time tonight to clean my closet. The fashion stars have been realigned, my friend. It's funny, but I feel like a better person when everything is in it's place. I don't think it's complete OCD, but my spirit feels better with everything hung, folded, and awaiting my fashionista creativity.
11. Life is good.
    

Just Fit IT

Needless to say, things have been a bit crazy lately. I don't know if I should be excited or depressed that all of our worldly belongings fit into the kitchen and our bathrooms. 3 beds fit in my bathroom alone.

Yet another advantage of having miniature furniture. . .I can move all of it by myself--except for the TV and stand (Poncho helped with those).

Kimmy and I have been rolling around in our new carpet and this weekend marks the beginning of bedroom perfection. JOY.