OCD Story, Part 2: I believe God [Goddess, Allah, Him, ____ insert your deity of choice] is an unconditionally loving Father. I also believes he strives to teach us our life lessons with a bit of cosmic humor. Joke 1: Give an OCD neat freak a love of cats. I can't live without my kitties, but have a deathly phobia of the "three cats; small house" smell. Joke 2: Send Murphy over while the OCD neat freak is having her insane, scrub everything a million times cleaning attack. Murphy decided Thursday morning, before my critical appointment, was when the leaking pipe in my bathroom should break completely. The same leaking pipe I called a plumber for last month, when I noticed the water stains on my wall. He told me there was no problem, and the stains were just a reaction from the fresh paint and humidity from my showers. Bad news gets worse: when the industrial carpet cleaner I used to clean up the water in the bathroom, and clean the carpets, made enough loud, terrifying noise to inspire my kitten to have...politely phrased, an explosive bowel movement...all over my couch. Accounting for the overwhelming stress, bowl of cat crunchies, and those two events, everything leading up to my meeting was a massive FML moment. The good news, the plumbing company is fixing my bathroom for free, after I threatened to sue for that screw-up. And my meeting went well. And, my conclusion of the cosmic lesson: I still need to work on not taking life so seriously!
How to tell when your neat and tidy nature has turned to OCD. And, when your OCD has turned into absolute insanity. When having an employer/teacher/mentor to your house for the first time, a neat freak will do the serious cleaning the night before, buy a coffee cake, and beverage, and do touch ups in the morning. An OCD neat freak wakes up early the morning of the visits, and cleans everything again. And an INSANE neat freak wakes up at 5:00 a.m, vaccuums again, carpet cleans, showers, vaccuums again, spot cleans the carpet, dries with a hair dryer, vaccuums one more time, because you're certain you still see cat fur. And then showers again, because you got sweaty again. Repeat madness with every other household chore. I inherited mine from my beloved grandma. Thanks, grandma! The punch line: it was my new sensei coming over. And, after my 8+ hours of combined insane cleaning of a house that was already clean to start, came in, looked around, and said, "Wow...you have a really nice house. But it scares the SH*T out of me!" Haha; have a great day. Votes are in!
Here's a clue that you just might need that cup of coffee, before that bowl if cereal: if you grab the bag of cat food, instead of your bag of cereal, pour yourself a big bowl of CAT CRUNCHIES, and have the cap off the milk before you realize your mistake...that's a pretty solid hint the coffee should be your priority! At least my day started with a laugh! Have a great day - votes are in!
A thought for your Thursday: Your vision will become clear only when you look into your heart. Who looks outside, dreams. Who looks inside, awakens! Your vote is in.
