It’s been a busy few days. The two older boys got baptized and lil man got dedicated. That was an exciting day for us.
Bree’s whole family has been sick with an evil stomach bug. It took her husband down for 4 days, Ralph gave her a runny diaper, and her daughter, precious Twinkies, threw up all over her. The joys of a stay at home mom! Bree held down the fort like a champ. I would have pulled my hair up, out, crooked, and sideways before my day was done. I told you this to tell you this. Bree came Sunday and left the rest of the family at home to be sick together. She did what any respectful person does when other people are ate up with the nasty stomach bug; she stepped out the door and sprayed herself down with Lysol. This morning (Monday) I get a call saying, “I’ve got this shit.” What do I do? Freak of course! What does any germaphobe do when they discover a sickling has been in their presence? Yep… Freak out! I already keep things pretty clean around the house but today (Monday), I set off Lysol bombs, wiped down everything, washed my hands too many times, GermXed them too many times. I’m so bad I’m scared to talk to her on the phone for fear of catching it through the lines. You really believe that? Hope not. Hopefully tomorrow she is feeling much better. Her husband came home from work to give her a hand, well actually he took over the fort and let her quarantine herself into the bed/bathroom.
Now, let me explain myself. I’m not like a crazy germaphobe. I believe in letting some germs enter the house so your body can learn to fight them off, but not the stomach bug! I have too much at stake. No I don’t like to shake people’s hands, which can be an awkward moment when someone is staring at you and you don’t have the heart to say “I saw you wipe your nose, um no thank you. Hi from over here.” I hate grabbing door handles, or anything of that sort outside of my house. I bet you I clean things that a lot of people never think about cleaning. Top of the soap dispenser, you know the ones you have to push down, them things are nasty. Washer and dryer knobs and handles, phones, and remotes. Once a week I hit every single door knob, kitchen knob, and light switch there is. I bet you my hubby is reading this now screaming for me to tell you his favorite germaphobe quirk about me. He laughs at me because I cannot stand vinyl flooring in the bathroom when I’m barefoot. So if I go into the bathroom, say to pee, Im sitting on the toilet and my toes are off the ground. I’m on my heels. If I’m in a hotel, I’m in flops just so I can walk into the bathroom. YUCK! I’m not that bad though, just over conscious would be a great way to put it. Nowadays AJAX cant get a lot of this mess off, plus I’m a stay at home mom, I have no sick days!
So, if you do see me down the street and shake my hand, don’t get offended if I automatically grab for the germX or if I just plain don’t shake your hand….I saw you just wipe your nose. 🙂