RaggedyAndroid

You may think the world is against you, but it really isn’t. There is a me-against-the-world heroic ideal that is understandable, but why romanticize so unwaiveringly about something as mundane as a day-job? Why not focus your energy on something you find worthwhile? And if the world is still against you, at least you know you are fighting for something you love and not an emotional slave to drugery.

Everyone at one point or another in their lives has played the age old game “Find the mystery smell in the place.” If you haven’t, then you suffer from OCD.

Today, I won this game. It was a 3-move game. My initial move was to run the garbage disposal. SB countered with a put-a-citrus-fruit-in-the-disposal play. Today, I loaded the dishwasher. I went to wash the four items that were too large for dishwasher when I found that a big salad serving bowl had not been thoroughly rinsed. The dressing residue, once freed from under the dish, would have conquered any mere mortal. But I am mighty Head-Cold Girl, and my lack of sense of smell made me capable of defeating the beast. I had gagged a lot, but it would’ve have been so much worse had I been up to snuff (pun intended).