Some may find this hillarious, but yesterday I realized just the extent to my recently discovered OCD. I have always know that I was a bit quirky that my eating MnM's in two's, my radio volume issues, and my love for opening up a paint page, painting the whole page and then erasing it in perfect lines (like a big eraser) is not as normal as I once thought it was. Anyway, yesterday I reached a whole new level. Esther (my housemate) were raking the leaves in our neightbors backyard. We were trying to be nice, and were also gathering pecans that had fallen off of their tree. Anyway, what started out to be a fun adventure (I LOVE to rake leaves), turned into a complete OCD breakdown. I dont know what my deal was, but I found myself getting more and more flustered as I raked in streight lines and made neat piles and Esther racked in random areas forming piles wherever she went. I literally could feel my pulse pounding as I tried to stiffle my feelings of dissorganization and inefficiancy. To make a long story short, and I feel bad for poor Esther, but I broke down crying and had to go inside to try and regain my sanity.What a good friend I found, one that wont mock me or be annoyed with me for. I am realizing though, I am kind of a freak. Who cries about raking leaves? No one that I know.
Anyway, just thought I would share that story. P.S. here are some fall photos... doesnt our house look beautiful. And this is Esther's cat Paisley... I love her :)
2 comments:
I wish we had the beauty of some fall leaves (although not the pain of having to rake them!!)
that's OK Anna, i cried the other morning after a wonderful breakfast made by kirk, knowing he'd be home all day to be with me and the kids, because joanna wouldn't come to me when i called her so that i could brush the gunk out of her hair. what a basket-case i am.
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