I'm a Germaphobe in a Germy World
Wednesday, May 29, 2013 at 11:28PM Well. This morning I took Christian to school, came home and ironed clothes for Mike (he then left for Christian's class' program at school), got Eliana and myself ready, and headed back to the school a few minutes late for the program. After the program, I took Christian and his friend to another student's house for a pool party and lunch. I drove home to get Michaela and work on a passport project (oh, you just wait for that story...it's still unfolding). What seemed like mere minutes later, I drove back over to pick up Christian and his friend in order to take his buddy home and then drive back to our house.
It quickly came to light that there was poop on a shoe. In my car.
Sigh.
A snake in the sink.
A roach on the rug.
Crap in the car.
Alliteration alleviates angst.
I asked Michaela if she were me, and all of this happened in the span of a few days, what would she think God was trying to tell her. She thought a second and then said,"I would think he was telling me that being a germaphobe is pointless."
Pointless? It may be so. I wish I did not feel so powerless to change it. I know the fault lies in my feeling. Stupid feeling.
At any rate, we put a towel down in front of the bathroom door to keep the snake from getting out of there, and I put a towel down in the car to cover the poo until I can clean it well. Towels seem to be part of the answer. Towels and alliteration...I'm so glad it's just that simple.
Reader Comments (2)
I think I could handle it all fairly well with the exception of the snake : )
As a fellow germaphobe, I would just like to point out that I have been sick less than anyone in my family or that I work with this year AND I work in a middle school which is a germ haven second only to elementary school.
So germaphobia is not pointless but it is truly annoying.