Nueroticism.

I have decided to make this whole blog thing a daily occirance.. Well maybe bi-daily. Some days are just plain boring enough with out writing it all down.
Today on the whole was one of those days.
I visited my dear friend Bejaysus, (again code names. Seriously no mother would surely?) she hobbled to the bathroom, and was gone for quite some time. Judging from the smell.. You can guess why.. ;). Anyhoo. When she did eventually return, (It does take her some time to proceed from one room to another nowa days)she sat down. And said " you tidied didn't you." And tbh i hadn't even realized i was doing it. So i sheepishly replied yes. Infact i did tidy your DUMP why go to the bathroom you shoulda just done it right here! Well i didn't exactly voice that outloud. But you know.
She then told me i was nuerotic. which leads me to this here blog. I have come to the conclusion, after 15 years on earth that i am nuerotic. Not a nice thing.
Surely though, i am not the only one, who can't think and gets angry and stressed in mess? Tidy house is a tidy mind. Good god i hate to see what goes on through Bejaysus's head!
So it's not really so bad that i must ALWAYS without fail put the toilet seat down before i flush because of the germs that land on the ceiling? Not to wierd that if i go on rollercoasters or such like i immediately way up the possibilities of the derailment. Even hold down my jewellery in the off chance it might fly on to the rails causing this. Or won't stop doing things untill there done perfectly?
Well. Its clearly my mothers fault for bringing me up in a cluttered envirement with thousands of animals and people going through. And dust everywhere. Cheers mama ;).
Yours faithfully Jessy.