I have a really hard time looking at things that are not symetrical. The dining room chairs are not pushed under the table, they're all helter skelter right now. I keep glancing over at them... forcing myself to stay put here, and not make them perfect. I want to stretch my tolerance, but it's only making me cranky.
I suppose I used a drink in this same way. Trying to stretch my tolerance for things... ending up cranky.
I hope to uncover some of those prickly little things inside me soon, as I embark on doing a "better" forth step. My first attempt catopoulted me right into the box of shit, but I plugged my nose and covered my eyes.
I am realizing that I need to be disgusted a little in the cleaning process. I would love to call in a maid to do this for me. You've made me realize that I need to get out the gloves.
I want the grip my past has on me gone, and I believe in the steps. Time for some work.
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Thanks for everything. Peace and Love on your journey.
A guy I sponsor is a carpenter. I am not. I put a few floors down inside my home, just some tiles in the kitchen, and some laminated imitation hardwood in the living room. I separated them with a metal strip. So me and this guy are sitting there, having coffee and talking program. My buddy keeps glancing at his feet. I figured his shoes were tight. All of a sudden he gets up and rushes outside to his truck. He comes back in with a hammer and three nails. Apparently, I didn't have the strip down properly. As he's banging away he looks up and says "Carpentry OCD."
You reminded me of that. congratulations by the way
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Not all my days are priceless, but none of my days are worthless, anymore.
Tasha, great awareness and insight. Awareness is the first step in change. I've can be obessive and compulsive about certain things today, but they don't eat my lunch like they use too. I still like things picked up and clean around the house, but I can put it aside if needed and not look back. Gifts of The Program.
