Fluff {aka Things I Don't Care About.}

Bathing my baby every day--he smells good anyhow.

Brushing my teeth every morning--mouthwash does the trick, esp. since I do serious teeth-detail every night--really detailed.

Doing my hair every day. {Flat-ironing must only be done in moderation.}

That my husband sometimes wears his dark work socks with his white basketball shoes when he plays ball after work. {He thinks I care, but I don't}

Turning lights off when I leave a room. {I really am working on caring, though.}

If our kids jump on the family room couch--those cushions need a good fluffing anyway. {I am a stickler about the leather one, though.}

Wearing name-brand clothing.

Leaving the remaining seconds blinking on the microwave.

Having matchy-matchy furniture in a room. Coordinated, yes. Matching, not required. (unless I get a two-fer deal on matching end tables)

Weeding. Weeds add more green to the barren desert that is Arizona, right? However, my HOA will not allow me this avoidance. So, we weed.*

Combing my kids hair. Boys--already short. Girl--she takes care of it herself...usually.

If my orange juice has pulp.

If my kids' clothes match. I try on Sundays, other than that--be creative, I say!!

What people think about me. And it feels good.

Wearing my contacts longer than I should.

If my kids eat too many Clementine oranges...is there such thing?

Wearing make-up every day. If I have a few free moments in the morning--bonus! If not, no biggie.

If my clothes are perfectly pressed. {I only iron when absolutely imperative.}

If every clock in my house is set a few minutes ahead. It's an epidemic, but again, notice the title of this post.

Getting the mail from the mailbox. I have this really cute guy that does it for me anyway.

I got this idea from this great recipe blog and I may or may not have even stolen some of her fluff. This isn't really a TAG, but try it if you want. It's liberating. I don't know why, it just is.

*I fear that you may really think I like the aesthetics of weeds. Don't get me wrong. It's just that I really don't like to weed,and I'm thankful that my hubby generally takes on this task.