My Secret: It is Goo Related

Raise your hand if you think I am anal.

(I will pause while you do that).

Well, I likely am. I am certainly type A. But I think there might be a misconception that our house gleams and the faucets are consistently shined and there are not any toothpaste splatters on the mirrors. Yeah right, I wish. We tried to disprove the whole ideal thing with this video (yes, we leave clothes on the floor and mail in a pile like the rest of the population- haha) and it seemed like the masses were relieved.

We are human I promise (although I am fairly sure if I were not human I’d pretend that I was for assimilation purposes), and my dirty goo-related secret might simply prove that once and for all (prove that I am human, not prove that I am an assimilating robot). Check out this lamp – from Linens N Things back in the day – that I have had for over four years. That is more than 1,460 days. Yup, that is the sticky rectangle left by the clearance tag that was on there when I got it. Yes, the goo is practically an antique. I have simply never scrubbed it off.

Same with the back of the ceramic container (from Target) from at least two years ago that we use to hold our serving and cooking utensils. I simply turn the container sticky-side-back so it faces the wall and go on my merry way.

Of course outing myself makes me feel like I should remedy these two sticky situations (my mom does occasionally skim the journal- hi ma!), so with a little bit of soap (Dr. Bronners if you are wondering, the almond kind) and some water I am off to get my scrub on. Let us hope in ten minutes I will be singing “ding dong, the goo is gone.” I have to admit that I am worried that it might be a bit rough to remove thanks to years of dormancy. So that is what I am up to this afternoon (along with continued console bid-ness and some post writing). Whew, outing my sticky secret feels kind of good. I cannot be alone in this can I? Please tell me someone else out there simply rotates things so the “flaws” face the wall.