I can’t seem to stand by and let a mess accumulate. I’m not satisfied until things are put in their place. I awake in the middle of the night remembering a glass in the kitchen sink, or a spot on a hall wall, of course I then have to get up from the bed to tend to the said glass or spot on the wall. I know it’s crazy, but It’s who I am and a bigger part of what makes me happy. The funny thing is, I know there are a lot of others out there like me. I’m surely not the only “Neat Freak” out there.
They Call Me The Neat Freak and I Don’t Care©
By Felina Silver Robinson
Published by Felina
I'm a wife, a mother, a writer, and a friend. I enjoy sharing feelings, experiences and my poetry. There are many things that I am good at, but I'm sure there are just as many things that I am bad at. I try hard not to judge for we know no one is perfect. I can however say that although I have a great deal of patience, sometimes the patience tank runs dry. If you value me, I will always value you.
Here I will share some of my poetry, my opinions along with some of my stories. I hope you enjoy(ed) your visit to poetsareangels.com. If you read and liked what you saw, please hit the LIKE button. Always feel free to leave friendly comments. Please no vulgarity as my teenagers frequent this site. "Happiness is the pathway to a memorable existence." Felina
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