Could someone write to me, comment the blog, or send a comment. Tell me something fun in your life, even if it's something ocd funny.
I'll tell you one. I had a pair of sandles. the inside cushion was coming off, so I cut the part freying, it didn't seem right, so I kept cutting, got all the way into the front of the closed sandle. Well after 2 hours of maticulously trimming, I couldn't stop, so I cut the shoe in half and threw it away. I had to learn to hop.
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I’ve overdone things like that SO many times. I got one of those see through protective covers you can put on your phone face as to not scratch it, and cut it to fit, but didnt like the lay of it, so cut some more, and kept cutting and could NEVER get it right so I said FORGET IT. So now I have a scratched up cell phone face hahah
I have to make sure I have got out of my slippers ‘just so’ as I’m going to bed. The ritual checking that my feet are ”clean and safe ” often involves standing on one leg for long periods while I hold the other foot aloft over the unclean part of the floor and look and check over and over that I’m happy with it. Every moment risks it touching the floor or worse-me losing my balance and falling onto the unclean floor and becoming contaminated all over ! Which would totally defeat the purpose of the ritual….