Petty? Perhaps.

I have learned a couple petty things about myself recently and since I am willing to do, just about, anything to avoid preparing my seminary lesson... here you go...

I really really don't care for stores that smell. 
Of anything. 
I just want it to smell like air.  
Plain air. 
Nothing flowery please. 
Nothing perfumey.
Nothing musty.
Especially nothing rank.
Just nothing. 

That would be awesome.

Also, lots of stuff upsets me.

There is a certain store that I visited recently.
It is soo jam packed full of stuff. 
There is stuff all the way up to the ceiling, 
on every square inch of the wall, 
even down the middle of every walk way, 
and covering every horizontal surface.
STUFF as far as the eye can see.
AND it smells.
 
I had exactly 3 minutes of tolerance in there and then I started to self destruct. 
I fell out of the doors like I was crossing a marathon finish line gasping for air. 
Plain air...that smells like nothing.

I didn't think I was petty.
Here's to being honest with myself.
Please tell me that you are petty too.  Occasionally?
I'll feel so much better about myself.

Thanks.