For the record...

Lest you think I am a complete sloth, I thought I should let you know that I actually did some things today.

First, I started in on the mounds and mounds of laundry.

Then, I actually planned meals for the next week and a half. Because, I actually plan on *gasp* cooking.

Next, I went to the grocery. Yes, I braved the Super Wal-Mart. On a Saturday. With everyone else within a 20 mile radius of Hendersonville. (I had to navigate a 9 cart pile-up in the laundry detergent aisle). Have I mentioned that I do not heart Wal-Mart? Or grocery shopping? Or cooking?

To top off my extraordinary day of domesticity, I cooked dinner. Yes, I did. Paula Dean's shrimp creole.

Now, if you click on that little link to see the recipe, you will notice that it is rated as "easy", and the prep time is rated as "5 minutes". Ummm...I don't want to call Paula a liar...because, really I love Paula. I really, really love her fabulous restaurant and I really, really, really love her hoe cakes.

But, it takes a bit more than 5 minutes to chop the celery, bell pepper and onion. And, even when you buy shrimp that is "peeled and deveined", you are bound to get shrimp with that icky, slimy, gross funk down the back...and I assure you that it took way more than 5 minutes to re-devein the deveined shrimp.

Saturday randomness...

Cammie, Chloe and Sophie are at Granny's house.

Hannah is at church camp.

Forrest is still asleep.

Mark is pressuring washing the deck.

For all intents and purposes (I've never used that saying before, but I like the way it sounds when other people do), I am alone in my house. On a Saturday. Which, is just unheard of.

What to do, what to do.

Do I tackle one of the big projects that have been on my To Do list...repair the sh oer curtain valance thingy in the kids' bathroom, hang the two pictures that go in the kids bathroom but have been patiently waiting in my office since last September, oooohhhhh finish cleaning my office, order pictures since I haven't in over a year...which means that I have been scrapbooking photos from circa 2004 lately, catch up the laundry, or maybe finish those Guatemala posts that I started well over a month ago

So very many things to choose from.

For someone with OCD, I sure can leave a lot of things undone. See, this is caused by issues that I have discussed before...the "P" words that go hand in hand with OCD...Procrastination which is brought on by Perfectionism. Oh, okay, I'll be honest...there is a bit of laziness thrown in the mix that has nothing to do with OCD.

It's a dreadful combination...OCD, Procrastination, Perfectionism, Laziness.

First, I think I'll have another cup of coffee, then I'll work on being productive.

Obsessions

For some reason, I have thought that I shouldn't post anything until I was finished with the Guatemala Chronicles...hmmm...perhaps it has something to do with my OCD.

It's the strangest thing...I'll get something in my head, and "that's just the way it is"...then, one day the fog clears and I think..."hey, I could do it this way". For example, there have been several times that I have thought..."I should blog about that... Oh, wait... I can't...I haven't finished the Guatemala posts". Then, out of nowhere, I just have this thought..."So what. I can finish those posts any time" .

Let me clarify, I have thought "so what" a few other times, but I couldn't get past it without breaking out in hives ...then, today... I think "so what"...and voila...no splotchy red marks arise on my chest when I pop over here to post.

This is not a new phenomenon, it has/does happen with other things too...Many of you are aware of my recovery from my Little People problem...here is a brief explanation for those of you who are not.

There was a time, that my Obsessive Disorder caused me to be fixated on Fisher-Price Little People. I kept a list of all the Little People sets and pieces that we had (this began when Forrest was little). I would go through the Little People, checking off my list when they were present and accounted for. If, heaven forbid, one was lost, I would scour the Internet looking for a replacement. If I happened down the toy aisle and came across one that we didn't have, splotches of red hives would appear across my neckline. This lasted for a few years...then, one day, it miraculously disappeared. I knew I was fficially cured from my Little People Disorder when I was able to give a few sets to the Goodwill.

Some other things that either have or still cause an obsession are:

-hair bows...please don't ask how many we own...suffice it to say, I plan on putting Chloe through college with the money I make from reselling them.

-Basic Grey scrapbook paper...DANGER DANGER...I need at least 3 sheets of each paper that they make...no need to do the math on that one either.

-hanging clothes in all closets by (1) color (2) sleeve length (3) collar style.

-music on itunes...I have to pace myself...because if I log on without giving myself a limit of 10 or so songs...well, just this afternoon, I somehow ended up downloading 50 songs...I know, I know...but The Dance Hall Crashers were one of my favorites...and I like to sleep to Morphine...and, and...

If I could somehow channel this to say...laundry, oooohhhhh or cooking...life would be good.