You know how at the beginning of some roller coasters there is that jarring pause – then the cart catches on and starts clicking… I’m pretty sure that’s where I am right now.
My parents came up to help us with some projects around our place. As the men worked outside, the women attended to the filthy layers of dog hair, dust bunnies and cobwebs that had built up since the beginning of the year – (when all the chaos started).
As we cleaned it became clear that both of us was OCD-ing and they were starting to clash. When I tried to complain about our disagreement she brought up a good point. If I was going to inherit anything I should be grateful it was the OCD and not Alcoholism – which runs rampant in my family.
I do a lot of drinking (non-alcoholic) when I’m depressed since I don’t eat – all my will to move is gone. It’s not healthy – it causes other problems both physically and emotionally for me and my family – who has to watch.
I’m glad I can’t handle caffeine – might as well as give me speed – I hate to think what alcohol would do to me.
Tonight Dirk was questioning weather I wanted orange or grape juice for my pills.
“I’ll do whatever you want. . .” He started to say until he saw me starring thoughtfully at him. “Within reason. ”
My Mind: Dang – he figured us out.
Housekeeper willing to clean up after 4 dogs, a zombie, a lazy artist and workaholic.
The zombie is allergic to all chemicals and two of the dogs are afraid of vacuums. The workaholic only comes home to eat and the artist stays behind a screen most of the time.
This sounds like a good story premise. lol
My mom came and took me outside today. It’s been so long since I’ve shopped that I forgot it’s Christmas season and people are nuts. I think I prefer to be crazy over nuts – I know what my problem is but these people don’t. Seriously if you want to be feel like everyone else – just try driving during the holiday season.
We watched a show that talked about how your brain works and I started realizing that when I’m depressed that my visual and mental focus become blurred or stagnant. Like they can’t process what is coming in. It’s one of the rare times that my Mind is quite.
Cuddling in bed and my husband starts spouting leg puns.
I got the upper leg – two of them in fact.