Let’s Layer Some OCD on That Last Post

learning from mistakes, middle age

A few updates to my polar vortex post.

I revised it, to make it clear that I understand this is a very dangerous, life threatening situation.

And because I’m not that idiot 20-something that went outside in temperatures like this anymore.

That was a spectacularly stupid thing to do.

Just so we’re clear.

Please go back and read the revised version of that last post.

AND STAY INSIDE.

Please.

Because I worry about you. Pretty much all the time. It’s what I do best.

And because the wind is picking up.

I’ll be here, worrying about you, and praying for anyone still looking for a place to go.

Fretting, and listening to every pop and creak coming from inside and outside the house, I remain,

Your penitent, concerned, perseverating

Ridiculouswoman

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When my husband entered hospice I finally learned that love, gratitude and laughter are what matter. Every new day is a do-over, another chance to try to live with kindness and an open heart. Or sometimes snark. But mostly kindness. And laughter. Mostly at myself. Photos are my own or from free sources; all writing is ©Anne Penway. No content on this site may be used for any reason without express written permission.

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5 thoughts on “Let’s Layer Some OCD on That Last Post”

    1. Thanks, Judi – I didn’t want to seem to making light of such a serious situation. Reports so far are that there are fewer people on the street in Chicago do I hope that means people are finding a place to go.

      On Wed, Jan 30, 2019, 5:22 AM ridiculouswoman.com

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  3. As a fellow OCD fan (I prefer “fan” to “sufferer”, because it puts people more at ease but mostly because I have a crippling fear of intimacy lol), it gave me a chuckle to go back and read your additions to your original post. All made perfect sense to the OCD brain to me! 😂

    I think meeting someone else with it is like finding out you and a stranger have the exact same tattoo. I had an Uber driver one time who was very subtle as he went through his compulsions/routines and when we got out of the car and I smiled at my husband and said, “Oh man, the OCD force was strong with that one,” my non-OCD husband had absolutely no idea what I was talking about. He hadn’t noticed anything!

    p.s. DON’T GO OUTSIDE. 😊

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