Home Ownership and OCD

Well, in less than 3 days I will finally be a home owner. I have to say that this is STRESSFUL. I haven't even closed on the house yet, and I feel like I am losing my mind!! Those of us who have OCD don't handle disorganization that well, and that's how I feel right now; disorganized. I have been freaking out all week long because it still feels like there are 100 things left to do. I have made list upon list and still can't get my mind right. Now, I am not one of those with OCD that has rituals. I don't have to turn a light off a certain number of times before I enter or leave a room. I don't have to turn door knobs a certain number of times, or what my hands a certain number of times. I can also step on any crack in the ground without hyperventilating. I do, however, have to have things in order, and I have to do things a specific way or I FREAK out. My dad has told me this past week that I remind him of the coffee guy from the post office commercials, and my boyfriend has said that he is going to tie me to a chair in the backyard if I don't calm down. I don't see their problem! I just want to make everything is done; and done right! So, in order to combat my OCD tendencies, and to keep my anxiety levels down, I spent the last 4 hours, with my calendar open on my phone, making myself reminders all through the month of March for every single school assignment I have, every shopping list that I need, and everything we will be doing to the house,, along with times and alarms to go off for each. I also put lists in my boyfriend's for everything he has to do. Now, I can breathe!!! They can all laugh at me, and they can tie me to whatever chair they want, but at least now I know that while I'm sitting in that chair, they will be hearing alarms going off and reading everything that has to be done!!! Is it really that bad to have OCD and want everything to be organized?!?!?!?!!

Poor Poor Whitney....

Before I go on my rant here, I want to start off by saying yes, I feel bad that Whitney Houston died. I grew up listening to her, and she was an amazing artist. I love her music and "Bodyguard" is one of my favorite movies. What I feel the worst about is that her daughter lost her mother. This child will go the rest of her life with a piece missing from her heart and my heart aches for her. The worst part for Whitney's daughter will be that all she will hear about is how her mother was a drug addict and screwed up her career and blah blah blah....we know the tabloids won't let that child grieve in peace. Now for the rant.....it sickens me to open a news website's page and the TOP STORY is about what may have caused Whitney Houston's death. This is the most important thing happening in the world right now? This is what we need to read about first? NO! No it is not! I cannot believe that the people running these sites are allowing this to be top story news! Top entertainment news I can deal with....but not the first thing I see when I open the main page! The night she passed away, I was watching a special on MSNBC about juveniles in lockup and then, right in the middle of the show, they interrupted to tell us all about Whitney. Yes, I was shocked and yes, I wanted to hear what happened. What I didn't want was for the network to continue this coverage for most of the remainder of the evening. So, I change the channel, and what do I see? CNN, Fox News, local news...all of them the same thing. Which again, I get it, a famous and tabloid money making singer has passed and everyone wants to know "was it drugs?" But not ALL NIGHT LONG. That was ridiculous. I finally just had to watch a movie to get away from it, although I almost half expected HBO to be talking about it too. I feel for the family, and I feel for her friends, coworkers, Clive Davis...all those who were close to her. But you know who I feel more sorrow for? The soldier's families. The ones over in Afghanistan right now fighting the war. I feel more sorrow for the children in Syria who have no idea what is going on right now in their country yet are most likely terrified of what they are probably hearing outside their doors. I feel more sorrow for the two Powell boys who never had a chance because they had a sick father. I feel more sorrow for the little girl in Wisconsin who was found walking barefoot in the cold because she was trying to get away from her abusive parents. All this just really hit a sore spot with me. I will admit that I am curios as to how this happened to her at the age of only 48. That's way to young to die. I hope that it was not drugs for Whitney's daughter's sake. But if it was, then I am only more angered because she made top news for basically killing herself.

School!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! And Some Other Stuff That's Actually More Interesting

So it's week 4 of this semester and I think I am ready to pull my hair out. I go through this every semester. Around this time I am starting to get in the swing of things and get a rhythm going, but this is also the week that it's time for tests and the first big assignments. I never do well on the first tests of the semester and I cannot figure out why. I get to where I feel so overwhelmed with everything that it seems that my brain will not function properly!!! Breathe. Breathe. Breathe. Ok, I feel better now. I just really needed to get that off my chest.
On a lighter note! 19 more days until I close on my house! I'm getting really excited about it...except for the fact that I need to start packing. Yes, 19 days away from moving, and I haven't packed the first box. I purposely did all my shopping first because, well let's face it, shopping is the fun part! But now the fun part is over and I have to start this whole packing nonsense. I really hate this part of moving. I usually end up throwing away so much stuff because I just don't want to back it or fool with it. I look at it this way, if it has been sitting in my closet or under my bed or somewhere in a corner for a year, then I obviously don't need it. This routine of mine rarely backfires on me! I wish there were people who would come to your house and put all your things in boxes, move them all to your new house, and then unpack every last bit of it. I'm sure there is some company out there that provides this kind of service, but when I say "I wish there were..." I mean people that do it for FREE!!
That's about all I got for this blog. There's not really anything on my mind right now other than this stack of boxes sitting here yelling at me to put something in them. So maybe I should go get on that!