Evidence that the preliminary initiation process is complete and conversion has begun:
#1 I cleaned the bathroom last night at midnight because it hadn't been "hygienised" in over a week. Just that the Italian expression of "igienizzare" occurred to me at midnight last night is proof enough. But there is additional evidence.
#2 I almost postposed the cleaning of the bathroom until the following morning, but then I remembered that I would not be able to do it the following morning. Because I would be busy vacuuming.
#3 And mopping.
#4 Afterwards, I changed out of the pajamas I was wearing when I cleaned the bathroom because I didn't want to get into bed with any trace of the scum I had just scrubbed. This is clearly the influence of my husband and his aversion to getting into bed in anything he has worn outside the house and thus contaminated.
#5 I am beginning to see the reasoning behind this.
Wednesday, February 28, 2007
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I say the last one is the biggest clue of all!
Maybe my brain is fried ... but logic thus dictates that your bathroom is outside the house ??? :)
Glad I never learnt THAT Italian word
If Luca is forced to sit down on the couch with his outside pants on, he will pull his pants around his ankles before he sits down so as not to contaminate the couch. Until you've reached that stage, I will steadfastly refuse to admit that you've been converted.
(Note: Luca wants me to say that he works in a Herpes Lab, so that may account for his neuroticsm. But I assure you that he is like this even when he hasn't been to lab in a month.)
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I currently have an arrangement with another artist friend who lives in No. Italy and allows me to use her photos of landscapes. I made my visit to No. Italy last May-June.
We have a 5.5 year old and an almost 4 year old. Hard to live the artist's life, and the daddy daycare life at the same time!
Whoa. Old MD Girl, you totally got me beat.
Honey, I hear ya. Before moving here, I thought things were worthy of being cleaned only if the dirt on them was visible. How things have changed!!.... Sounds to me like you are in need of another vacation home to the USA, where everyone knows there are better things to do than disinfecting stuff with stinky ol' pink alcohol. And if your house is not "hygienized" from time to time, just tell yourself you're giving Jack's immune system a little workout. He's tough; he can take it!!
I find it's slowly happening to me too *shaking head in empathy* and it scares me. Can we start a support group?
And I thought my italian boyfriend was the only one with a "contamination" fixation... :) God forbid I sit down on the bed with my jeans on that I have worn outside the house.
Is it an italian thing?
I agree with Jennifer. MD Girl's story is pretty intense.
this one made me laugh outloud!! I will clean the house in the early morning and THEN shower. We will never sit on the beds with our street clothes on, nor should anyone wear their work clothes for more than the 10 minutes it takes to get changed when they get home from said work. Now that I'm grown with my own family, I have followed suit.... but wow! To see this in writing!
One good thing that my Mother said about her and my Dad getting divorced.. she was tired of making the side of pasta with every dinner. (Papa's family ate that way and he insisted on it when he got married to my Mother. Her side of the family -also Sicilian- had sauce a few times a week, especially Sunday.. but not with every meal. Her family was a little more modern (not by much, but still)... and Grama sometimes accused my Mother of not taking care of her son properly. Papa is a spoiled Mama's boy... of course.
Now that I've rambled.. I thought the cleaning/clothes thing was just caused by my parents being neurotic.... um. yeah. that too I guess. ;)
-Susanne
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