I talk a lot about my Selective Slob Vision. It is totally true that I tend to not see clutter until I trip over it.
And sometimes not even then.
But I’ll give one to the skeptical-normal-people here. Ummmm, sometimes I choose not to see it.
Today I was at the sink at 12:11 p.m. Normally, my daughter and I eat our lunch at 11 a.m. during the week. But, since it was a church/noon-football-game day, we ate lunch at home today.
As I was at the sink, I saw that the sun was shining beautifully through my kitchen window, illuminating something I had never seen before. My Wizard of Oz figurine-scene-thingy, was one big cobweb.
If I hadn’t been standing there at that exact moment, with the sun shining through, I’d never have noticed it.
And I’d have been okay with not noticing it.
How awful is that?
See, now I know it’s there, and I feel the guilt. Have I done anything about it?
I really just wish I hadn’t noticed it.
There you go, normals, you win on this one.
And in case anyone is concerned for Dorothy, she was mugged along the yellow brick road by some teeny-tiny-fingers at least a year ago. I’ve been meaning to hot glue her back into place . . . .
OK, I started to hit “publish” but purely out of guilt and this whole blogging-as-accountability thing, I decided to get up and go into the kitchen and stretch waaaaaay up to dust that thing.