I’ve been told that I am “high maintenance.” My first response was… “Seriously? I don’t think I am at all!”
But after I thought about it a little more, I conceded … well, maybe…. just a tad… in some areas of my life. But aren’t we all? (Please say yes!)
I just asked my husband to give me some examples of how I might be high maintenance, and he couldn’t think of any. (Doesn’t that prove my point?)
I think I’m pretty easy-going. Okay, yes, I do have some compulsive tendencies. I like my cabinets and drawers organized, and have spent a fortune on organizer and storage bins. I like to have a lot of “raw materials” around me (“Not Enough Time“) because you never know when inspiration will strike! I kinda like things my way, although I certainly can compromise. Do these things make me high maintenance?
Simple things, truly, make me the happiest. This week I found a missing sock, and it made me happy to put it with it’s mate, that had been sitting so lonely on the top of my dresser. I found a quarter in the washing machine. A plant in my yard started it’s November blooming phase. We had 2 days of rain, that provided a wonderful smell and clean environment. And yesterday, when Rick (husband) came home from the grocery store, he brought me a surprise. It immediately brought a smile to my face, and I clapped like a 6 -year-old in delight!
Now does that sound high maintenance to you?
Have you been told you are high maintenance? Or do you know someone who is? Can you give us some examples? I honestly don’t want to have to rethink this…. but maybe I should?