I always sit on the very end of THAT COUCH in T's room. and at my end is a little table which holds THE KLEENEXS and also a little waste basket underneath the table. When ever I enter THE ROOM, I can't help myself but adjust the position of THE KLEENEXS and THE WASTE BASKET and also have too tell T to pull the floor rug up her end a bit more.

When I entered THE ROOM yesterday, I lifted my hand up and as I was about to go into MY ROUTINE, I grabbed my arm with my other hand just as I was about to adjust the postion of THE KLEENEX, and said "GGGRRR" LOL, T smiled, and said, "its ok, and dont' forget the rug and the waste basket LOL!

Made me feel like a child that is returning home to her mother and her mother knows all her little ways LOL!

Later in the session as I was "drifting" I was silently staring at the books on T's shelf and one author was Rachel Leff, I said, thats not right it should be Left not Leff, T said I dont know how the author would feel about that change? LOL. I said I don't care, and then T said, anything else that seems out of order?

HHmm perhaps its my feelings that still feel as if I need to reign them in? Perhaps its the order of my birth that I am still trying to correct? so many things to think about and so little time to do it LOL!