This weekend was a fight from start to finish, mainly with my health, more particularly the mental and emotional aspects. The OCD was like a wild thing from Friday morning through Sunday evening. I. could. not. get. away. from. it. As much as I hate to, I think a medicine change is going to be on the horizon because I just can't live like this. The voices...oh, the voices...or make that the thoughts...oh, the thoughts. In OCD land when you attempt to make a decision it's like getting a bill passed through Congress with all the red tape along the way. I have sewed together and taken apart the first two rows of the quilt twice now. I decide a course of action, sew it and then the thoughts barge in, "That doesn't look perfectly even." "Hey, did you check to see that it's going to line up perfectly with the next row?" and on and on and on. I finally left the quilt Saturday afternoon and went out to play in the world of Wal Mart and Michael's...looking, scrutinizing, deciding that there is no way Christmas can happen this year(of course, with the help of the OCD Chorus in my head..."You can't buy that, you could get some beans to eat with that $3!" ) and finally I got to the front of the OCD Chorus and said, "I AM going to buy my Christmas cards because I need some Christmas tradition to go on. My mom always did the cards, I have fond memories of helping her and I will miss my bean meal to be able to do so. I will use my 40% coupon at Michael's to buy the stickers for the back of my cards like I always do and I will use $1.49 less electricity to make up for it. Now back off!"
But the OCD Chorus is a hearty lot and they hung with me all day Sunday as well as soon as I started working on the quilt.
Please keep Michael in your thoughts and prayers this week. He has a land nav course that he has to pass to graduate. That in itself wouldn't be a problem except that the course has never been done before and they're using this group of officers to be their guinea pigs. Michael doesn't let anything get him down but he told me last night that the morale of the platoon is really low because the objectives of the course have not been laid out, they don't know how many points they need to pass, the time length or anything. So they're basically in the dark about the whole thing. He left for the field after PT this morning and will be out until Friday so he will call when it's over.
I have to go this afternoon and get blood drawn for the yearly cancer tests and see my oncologist next Tuesday. Kiereney has her neuro apt. Wednesday at 12:45.
Off to work. Hope everyone has a wonderful Monday.
Kimberly D, thanks for the chat Sunday evening. You made my day.
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