Tag Archives: OCD
Touching Strangers
It was surprisingly quiet in the grocery store for a Sunday afternoon. Generally I despise and loathe those big Sunday grocery trips so I was pleasantly surprised at the peacefulness. I was able to let Brian’s invisible tether grow a little and I felt my own grip on the handle of the cart loosen. Brian […]
Obsessive Morning Routines
It’s time to go out the door. And Brian is throwing a shit fit. He’s always very happy to go to school (this year) and I don’t know what the heck the problem is. Until I hear the shower running upstairs. I’m able to tackle him to get his snow pants on but then he […]
The Guessing Game
For the most part I think that I’m very patient. I think I have accepted things to just be part of my life and don’t sweat the small stuff. But some days I just wonder how long I can do it for. Like searching all over for one particular train, not even sure which one […]