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WELL.. looking farther into the whos right whos wrong.. LOL
I think you answered your own question.. I understand not waking up to a sink full of dishes.... but HEY>> once in awhile when the power goes out.. ITS OK... Maybe once a week you should leave a few in the sink over night.. Work on the OCD, its really kinda funny when you do it.. cuz it will drive you nuts.. but it gets easier.
Maybe the root of the problem... imo is your second reason for doing the.. which is probably the root of why you have to do them now... My mom was the same way, she still says the same thing.. I PERSONALLY don't wanna be like my mom.. in some ways its good, but my memories of her were constantly cleaning, she could not relax, I couldnt go to school until my bed was made and my clothes were put away and being late wasnt on the option list either.. My kids will remember a clean house , yes,, but not their mom HAVING to always clean or yell about whats left out now.. (which I do my fair share of yelling.. LOL ) my point is.. we all have OCD's.... but they only controll us if we allow them two.. I used to mop my floors every day,, maybe 2 or 3 times.. I'd vacuum the same amount once I had kids.. I couldnt stand dirty floors.. Now I mop once a week and vacuum and or sweep once a day.. and HEY, the house is still standing and we're not dead from germs.
My OCD still which I had under control until lately again.. is I can not walk by box of q-tips without having to stop and clean my ears. If I see on left on the counter, I'll go and get one... My friend died laughing when I told her this.. I recognize its weird.. and I randomly make myself move past it and do something far away from the q-tip box.. and its not cuz my ears are dirty.. its cuz I like the scratchy feeling.. LOL
LOL.. Have a good one and laugh at yourself.. and your husband.. I'm sure he's got issues too.. LOL we all do.
The thing is I don't want to "fix" me. It's what makes me unique and I'm happy with who I am now. That wasn't always the case. I've never taken it to the extremes my mom did. When she was pregnant with me, her uterus ruptured when she was nine months along. She almost died and so did I. What caused her uterus to rupture? Probably the fact that as far along as she was, she was still moving the refrigerator EVERY week to clean behind it.
I spent many afternoons as a child having to dust her bell collection; something like 150 of them. I guess I took really good care of those bells, because she willed them to me when she died. I promptly gave those dang things away!
So, I'm a tad off center and I have my issues. Doesn't bother me and DH is not only getting used to them, he's learning to laugh right along with me.