I know a few things about myself.
I like order.
If you know me this may seem strange to you. But it is reality.
I am a type ‘A’ personality. I like to be the boss. I like to be in charge.
I like for everything to have a home and for it to be in its home unless it is being used.
About 4 years ago I had what I call a mental breakdown. I know, technically speaking there is no such thing as a mental breakdown… but I had one anyway (I don’t like to follow the rules… yes that contradicts with me wanting/needing order). And one of the personality traits that was a causality of this breakdown. Was order, organization. I became significantly less organized in life as a whole. This has been a problem, since between Ronda and I, I am the organized one. Our lives have been a disorganized disaster for years now.
I didn’t even realize this deficiency until recently. Until it started to come back, really.
I enjoy life much more when it is organized. I don’t like chaos. I like order.
Maybe that is one of the reasons I like Batman so much and associate the with the Joker as the ultimate arch villain. Batman seeks to re-order the city of Gotham as it is ravaged by crime. Joker seeks to creat chaos simply for the sake of chaos and the destruction of order.
We live in a world with rules, with order. Some of them are meant to be broken… but some are here because it makes life better.
Don’t mess with my order. I like it
So there you have it. I am a rebellious, anti-rule, maniac who likes order.
Confused? Me too, me too…