Obsession.

Shamelessly admitting that I am obsessed with tracking this tropical storm/hurricane. I live here in Florida and I'm halfway wanting it to hit nearer to us so we have all the weather and the information and everything.

Keeping this brief to spare you all the details. But I'm all involved with this storm and also looking forward to the rest of the season. If I weren't so bad at math I'd be a meteorologist.

A bunch of scattered thoughts, for now.

I usually like to try and post "meaningful" posts. Whatever that means. But my mind is a mess of fleeting thoughts and so I figured I'd just put some of them down here for now. :P Some will probably be in lists, some might be in a paragraph or a sentence.
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I just got "done" cleaning today. And by cleaning I mean OCD-like going through the closet and the dresser in the spare room of all clothes, and separating each piece of clothing into their own little pile. Long sleeved shirts. Pajama shirts. Pajama bottoms. Jeans. Short sleeved shirts, shorts, dress shirts. And then separated into another pile. Clothes to be folded and put in the dresser. Clothes to be hung up. Clothes to be donated. Clothes to be thrown away.
And if anyone messes with my piles, I get frustrated. I'll grab my head and yell at them, without meaning to yell. I flap around until they leave my sight so I can fix it and continue. If one shirt gets unfolded, I have to refold it and all of the shirts that got knocked off the pile.

I ended up with 3 garbage bags full of clothes to be donated. My mind is now flipping out. What have I done. What have I thrown away. What if I need some of that again? Specifically one of my favorite blue shirts. It no longer fits me. But I really like that shirt. But I no longer wear it. So I donated it, but I still want it. @_@
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I still need a better title for my blog. Something that will 'stick', short and to the point.

I still have so much to clean. I started this feeling excited about it. But now I'm feeling overwhelmed. I'm in too deep but I can't get out, I made a promise to my only friend. I'm going to clean this house up before she moves in. I'm going to make it all work out.
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I want to know what people want to hear about. :o I have so much to talk about but I don't want to just rant. I haven't really written anything in years so I'm a bit out of touch and a bit rusty.

Distracted much?

 I keep forgetting this blog exists. I'm sorry! Life's been busy, I've been distracted, but things can finally start to calm down for me again.

I feel quite special knowing that I helped Lost and Tired (http://lostandtired.com/) with one of their ongoing problems- the confusion between their son Gavin's meltdowns vs what a typical "autism" meltdown is. Having explained they're more like tantrums helped them out greatly to reduce confusion, and he was really appreciative. I feel special. *blush*

On the upside of things as well, I might be getting some help for my social anxiety soon. I'm choosing to go the medication route, because honestly? I'm afraid of people I don't know. Why would I choose to subject myself to opening up my fears and concerns to a person who I don't know for them to "treat" me? If medication will calm me down and allow me to focus better on functioning properly and not feeling terrified, then by all means hand it over! I'll deal with the side effects if the benefits outweigh it.

I'm off to bed for the night, only to start taking on the giant task of cleaning out the spare bedroom completely. My friend might be moving in with us next month and so I really need to prepare the room ahead of time. It'll give me something to do, too!

Until next time. ♥