Grace is an interesting gal.
That may be the largest understatement of all-time, but it works.
For the select few of y’all out there who have had the opportunity to live with Grace at some point, you’re probably acutely aware of her OCD-like qualities.
Living in Southie, I fondly recall many instances where Jackie and I would sit back and watch Grace quadruple-check all of the knobs on the oven before leaving the apartment.
In addition to the oven knobs—which she’ll check even if no one has used the oven in days—she’s adamant about the toaster (and all other kitchen appliances) being unplugged when not in use, and that the doors must be locked at pretty much all times.
When we lived with Mike and Alicia back in Mankato they never, EVER locked the doors. Granted, it was Mankato, Minnesota; potentially one of the safest places on the planet, but it drove Grace crazy!
Anyway, you’ve got the back-story. Grace and her lil OCDisms are pretty well-known amongst all former roomies.
As such, I found it particularly amusing when I got home the other day and she proudly proclaimed:
“I left the toaster plugged in all-day!! Like I left the house and it was still plugged in!!”
I don’t know if I’ve ever seen her so happy and proud of herself.
It was terribly entertaining.
It also leaves me wondering what she’ll be like when she’s old and senile?!
Well, at least she’ll be good for blog-fodder for years to come…