Weirdo

I want simplicity...but I don't want everything easy. Does that even make sense?

The simplest of things make me happy most times. I mean I actually enjoy yard work like mowing the lawn, trimming bushes... When my dad moved into his first house after the divorce I was the only one willing to help him (something he still brings up to people) move railroad ties that he used for his landscaping and those mothers are heavy. We also had to shovel and haul river rock for his landscaping as well, now that was some painstaking work. This kind of work has just always been a part of me. I grew up doing it at my grandparent's, heck, I was the one who found the really ancient push lawn mower...the kind with no engine...and it was made out of wood making it a heavy thing. I asked my grandma if I could use it and from then on I kept the back yard mowed with it lol. I like being able to do things that I can see my progress and look back and be proud of, even if it's something anyone can do. I'm a weirdo.

I'm a neat freak as well though I'll admit that there are times when I don't take care of my own area but I know I'm not the only one who has that issue. I get a tad claustrophobic and panic in really messy places. I don't mind organized messes though. I mean here at my mom's house she's got a few rooms that are in chaos and I've gone through one and all I had to do was stack stuff up and move a few things around and it's still a bit cramped but at least it looks neater and if we need it, the bed is no longer being used for storing my mom's crap. Other people's messes bother me but not in a, "wow, they're such slobs manner". Most times I just feel like I want to clean up there stuff for them, and not in an insulting way, I mean I'd thoroughly enjoy it, but I have a feeling tons of people would be insulted and embarrassed by that. When I was younger I used to clean my brother's room for him. All he had to do was sit on his bed playing his Gameboy or whatever and I'd say "keep" or "get rid of" with things. I taught him a new way of folding his close... I used to go to my cousin's house and do the same. Now their rooms were REAL bad and they always got really annoyed that I wanted to clean their rooms...*sigh* oh well. My dad still brags that at night I'd clean my room *shakes head and giggles* oh what a weird child I was.