I have been doing pretty good lately. I bought my candle making kit and I have made candles. I even made some today. The scent fills my whole garage and stays there for quite a while which most people would like but of course I want fresh air. I am proud of myself for following through with a dream I had and not freaking out about it. My goal is to sell candles on etsy and our town's farmers market. They have actually tu rned out pretty nice. It makes me excited that I can do something creative and for myself.
This weekend we got our Christmas tree. We go to a farm and cut it ourselves. I was really not looking forward to it because all our Christmas decorations were near where the antifreeze was living. I wanted to get all new decorations but I knew that wasn't possible. I brought the boxes in and put the lights on the tree. I let my daughter put the ornaments on since she wanted too. I didn't freak out. I still don't want to use the stockings though but we shall see what becomes of that.
I even went into a Goodwill store and looked around the other day which I do not like used stuff because I don't know where it's been or what it's been used for or whatever. It smells weird in there too. Anyway, me and my daughter were laughing so hard in there looking at some of the silly knick knacks.
I had to try to control my laughter because I thought people might wonder if I was drunk which I don't drink so I couldn't have been. I touched a few things too and thought that's a bit of an exposure.
Now, tomorrow I'm dreading because my husband changes our brakes himself. It saves us a bunch money. Well, I used to not like it because the brake pads contain asbestos but now I learned he uses brake fluid too. I never made the connection and asked why he had brake fluid in the garage. Last time he changed the brakes he brought different clothes to wear just for me and left them at his mom's and she said she would wash them at her house which was nice. Now that the brake fluid is in the mix it really makes my OCD flair up. Then the thought of him touching stuff and my steering wheel afterward and coming home and touching stuff because his hands might be contaminated. I'd rather pay almost $300.00 to have a place do it instead of $50.00 but then I wonder if they get any on their hands and touch my steering wheel or keys. It's just so unpleasant. I have already been to Les Schwab two times last week. I had to get a new car battery and then my husband said my back tire looked low so I took it there to get my tires checked and rotated. I had a nail in my tire and then they informed me about my brakes. My car is also making a loud sound that I think is a fan belt so I'll have to see about that too.
I really just want things to be easy. I get worn down with all of this. It's just always something. The ebbs and flows of life and the many more irrational struggles with OCD.
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ReplyDeleteAnd going into the second hand store? Bravo. I hate those places too. :)