Obsession confession.

I am going to share something sort of odd and insightful about myself. Yesterday, I began my Fall cleaning and organizing and let me just say that, despite what you're about to see, I am not a hoarder, I swear! Most people who know me call me a neat freak because I love cleaning and organizing closets or cabinets. I like order and structure and things all lined up. There is one part of my life that is a little out of control, though, and it's actually related to the fact I am a bit of a clean freak. I'm about to share my dirty (only really it's clean) secret with the world. Sit back and brace yourselves.

I love scents. I'm obsessive about scents. No, really, I am. See? This is my fabric softener collection. I love doing laundry and fabric softeners make me *very happy.


I love to mop, too. I have 5 mops but my favorite mop is an O-Cedar UltraMax mop. Yes, I have a favorite mop. So? Since I never know what I want my floors to smell like at any given moment, I like to have a variety of cleaners on hand.


Oh, you think the fabric softeners and floor cleaners are excessive? You've not seen anything yet. The air? Should match the floors and whatever I've softened things with. See?


In case you haven't noticed, I'm also a creature of habit and tend to take every picture I can in that one spot on my kitchen counter. I would stick Jake up there, if I could. Anyway, sometimes, when things are all nice and clean, I like to burn incense. I'm picky about it, though, and while I do like options (gee, you *think?), my favorite incense is from Moodstar. It's incense-y without being too smoky. You should try it. In multiples.


Of course, oils are nice, too. Really, really nice.


Now, I've got to stop and admit to something before I show you the next picture. It was at this point of setting things up on the counter that it really struck me that I just ain't right. *grins* No one, and I mean NO ONE, ought to be able to show what I'm about to show. Yet here it is...apparently, I like the refills for those plug in oil warmer thingies, too. A lot.


In fact, I not only like the refills, I seem to really like the warmers themselves. And yes, I *am just a little uncomfortable right now, thanks.


Oh, but my confession isn't quite done yet. I've not shown you the tarts and if I'm really going to own all this, I have to show it all. That think that looks like a bowl to the upper left? Is actually a 12" tall bamboo jar I tipped on its edge.


At this point, I was feeling a little weirded out by my own self and decided to not drag out all the candles. Just trust me, it's every bit as bad but for as weird as I know all this is, I don't plan on changing...it makes me happy and I can ignore those 3 families I could have fed for a week with the money I've spent here. Oh, in case anyone is wondering how I store my stash, much of it lives in my coffee table (this is only one side of it...lol) and no one knows my smelly little secret unless I share. Pretty sneaky, huh?


Soooo, show of hands. Who feels more sane now that you've seen this?