I only have a touch of OCD (Obsessive Compulsive Disorder) these days. I’m much better than I used to be, believe me. Some days, though, it rears its little head more than others. Like, for the past eleven days.

I don’t know why I’m so hell-bent on mopping our wood floors right now. Maybe because they’re dirty? Or because there are water/juice/milk/soda spots on the floor? Or maybe it’s the little tiny pebbles I keep stepping on? Did I mention that I like walking around barefoot? I’m running out of socks…

Ever since we returned from our Cali trip, I’ve been wanting to mop the floors. Every single day, I’ve made it my goal. But, like many other plans I make, something else prevents me from getting them done. We had friends over, family over, it rained, I had to do other things… arrrggghhhh.

I heard a saying once: “Cleaning the house while you have children is like shoveling snow while it’s still snowing.” How very true that is!

Why is this bothering me so much? I don’t know. It’s the OCD thing, I’m sure. Meanwhile, the rest of the house is getting clean. Very clean. The blades on our ceiling fan are shining. Sigh. I won’t be able to do the floors today, either. My daughter and grandson will be over. My bf will be home. I think it’s going to rain again. Maybe I should just let it go for now. As a friend of mine recently told me, it’s just going to get dirty again anyway. :)

OCD. If I could just control this damn thing… he he he.