Patterns make me smile. I love it when I glance at the clock and it reads 5:43 or 4:56 or--the best--12:34. I love to see something all lined up neat and square (that one was for you, Hannah). Yesterday at the grocery store, I walked out and the cars in one line of the lot were parked in color groups: white, white, white, silver, silver, red, red, red.
Just makes a heart happy.
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That's funny! I love patterns usually, but I think I would find something unsettling about so many cars so neatly patterned. I already have a hard time when two identical/similar cars are parked next to one another.
Is there a little bit of OCD here that you haven't told us about Kristi? ;)
It must run in the family. Kori had to arrange all the clothes on the clothesline in groups of colors.
But then I had to hang all the socks in pairs...uh oh.
I like when the clock says, 11:11 or 4:44. You get the idea. It's like a little reminder that God loves me.
I am more into calendar patterns. Love 8-8-88. 9-9-99. 2-10-2010.
OCD should really be CDO cause then the letters are in order, just like they should be.
:)
Wait! I just remembered: Kori COULDN'T hand all the same-colored clothes together. If the reds clashed, she had to hang a pair of jeans in between.
I told someone at work that the client folders were set up "wrong" for me..."sells" on the left and "buys" on the right...not in alphabetical order.
Oh. My. Gosh.
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