Sleepy But Sleepless
As usual, I am the only one awake. Well, dramatiCAT is running around the room like a wild maniac. With all the ruckus she’s making, one would think we had several kitties running around. But, NO, it’s just her. It’s ok with me because at least I don’t feel so alone while everyone else is sound asleep. I have been in the dark for hours, trying to fall asleep. I even entertained my OCD by checking all the doors and windows. I washed my hands like one hundred and one times and as soon as I’m done with this post, I will be up again washing my hands. I’m such a germ-o-phob. I don’t know why, but I just am. does that make me a freak?!? Hmmm. I can’t stand the feeling of my hands being dirty. If I touch anything that I feel might have been touched by someone else, I just won’t touch it, or I’ll wash my hands immediately after. I absolutely, 100%, without a doubt or second thought, will not share my drink or eating utensils with anyone. No matter who you are. Even my own hubby or kids. I know, I hear it all the time, “but you kiss your spouse and those are your kids, your flesh and blood”. Be that as it may, I still can’t do it. I get grossed out with backwash or seeing that long strand of saliva from my cup to your lips. Eww!! I also hate being around people who smoke. When they blow that smoke out, and it’s coming right to you, I will hide behind the hubby or cover my face quickly with my shirt. Because if you think about it (which I always do) that smoke was inside that person’s body, in their lungs and then they exhale and you end up inhaling the second hand smoke into your own body. Gag!! That’s disgusting!! Not trying to offend smokers being that I used to be a heavy smoker, but I was more like a lone smoker. If there were others I would blow the smoke in the opposite direction. I tried to always be considerate because of how I felt about it. I’m sure there were others who felt the same way. So many other things to, but I won’t punish you with them all at once.