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This is a crosspost from ...was i there?
They say silence is golden. I agree.
However, the only way for me to get silence in my head is to complete tasks. That is one thing about my mild OCD that no one gets. Until I complete certain things I can't really relax. Let's say there is a list in my head of things to do each day. If I miss something it moves to the next days list. I can hear the list in my head all day. For example I know that on Thursdays I change the bed. I have to change the bed on Thursdays. That's just how it is. If I can't, for whatever reason, that task adds to another day's list and that day's list gets louder in my head because there is too much on it. Does that make any sense? It's a bit more literal that the *actual* chatterings of my OCD brain as I see it, but pretty accurate as far as explanation. The only difference is a lot of what I feel compelled to do is autopilot. I automatically sweep kitty litter and vacuum the stairs everyday when I get home. I swiffer furniture on certain days, ect... I don't have to normally t!
ie it to a day. Whatever. The list scenario works. Now that you know I'm a nut-job, here's the point...
It was expressed to me that the last time Richard's mother visited she felt she couldn't touch anything when I am around. I may be miss quoting or making stuff up (as I am oft accused) but that was my impression. So I have been making a CONSCIOUS effort to be less... cleaning up after anyone moves. It is making me crazy! My brain is SCREAMING at me every second I am home about STUFF I NEED TO DO!! I am miserable in my own house. I don't want to look at it, sit in it, be in it UNTIL I FEEL CAUGHT UP!!
But I can't get caught up without time alone. And yes I know in my head that Richard is doing his best to keep things as we like them. I do. And I appreciate it more than I have told him.
BUT HE FORGETS MY TOUCH OF THE CRAZY!
It's only a week (and a day, grr!) We will all survive the Mother In Law visit. Hopefully our relationship will too. But I am taking some mental health hits over here... I need to wash the floor, wash every towel, vacuum all surfaces, and bleach things. Sorry.
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