When I was little, my brother Trent used to "mess up my room neatly". He would sneak into my room and arbitrarily move things ever so slightly -- pull my music box a little more forward, set a pencil on the floor near my desk, push my nightstand lamp to the wall. I would then walk into my room and to the untrained eye, nothing appeared out of place. But I could tell. Even if I couldn't see what was misplaced, I could sense it. He did it to drive me crazy and it always worked.
I have always been very sensitive to my surroundings and I know where everything is, down to the exact placement within a milimeter. So it should come as no surprise that during the past few days my surroundings have been a bit chaotic. But tonight...ah tonight...I finally feel like I have all my papers (notepads, route books, maps, race lists), gadgets(cell phone, camera, batteries, cords, cables, computers, USB devices) and gear (clothes, sleeping bag, blanket, waterbottles, snacks) in place -- maybe not down to the milimeter but I know where stuff is in a general sense.
Despite my amazing organizational skills (my husband Leary also refers to it as my "neurosis"), I am looking forward to traveling across country with all my above mentioned "stuff" in a van along with three other peoples' "stuff". I should warn my van-mates however that if anyone tries to mess up my stuff neatly, well...let's not go there :-)
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