Using writing, and meditation, and ice cream, and reading, and dreams,

and a whole lot of other tools to rediscover who I am,

after six years living with a man with OCPD.

Saturday, December 25, 2010

F%#k it, and let it go. Time to laugh.

At this time of the year, it's pretty much time to say, f%#k it and let it go.  Hours later, utilizing badly translated instructions, you've put the friggin' bicycle together - or it's not gonna happen without calling in a rocket scientist.  The movie you wanted to see was all sold out, so you had to go with your second, or even third choice.  Aunt Celeste got hammered on eggnog at your Solstice party and once again hit on that cute guy from your office because she can't quite get it through her head he's gay as an Easter basket.

Do you think Norman Rockwell painted the kind of pictures he did because he remembered those kinds of family gatherings - or because he wished he did?

DId OCPD rear its naughty head over the holidays?  Try to laugh about it, and let it go.  No matter how much planning, no matter how many lists were made, no matter if you only invited a select few people over or the whole fam damily, things probably did not go perfectly these holidays.  And that's okay.

You can focus on the things that did go beautifully, or obsess about the things that didn't - but trust me, the second choice won't be much fun.

Lighten up and have a laugh or two.

An oldie but goodie, updated for current events.

(You can just let it play as you scroll down - unless you really want to sing along, karaoke-style.)

Q - Do you think those with OCPD are going to start sticking to trains, boats and automobiles now?  Or will they brave the body scans after all, kvetching all the way?

Consider the delight with which toddlers open their gifts.

Click the link for more on How Different Age Groups Celebrate Christmas from the Oatmeal.

Another gleeful moment, brought to you
by Grandma K's ginger cookies.

It's totally your choice how to feel.  You can stress over some small detail, or say, f%#k it, and let it go.  You can look at this picture of a baby from my family, enjoying his first ginger cookie, and focus on the truly incredible mess to be cleaned up.  Or, you can see the absolute glee captured on his face.  Could this baby look any happier?

I say, let's laugh.  Let's focus on the happy moments.  Our troubles and worries don't need to be front and center all the time (or even most of the time.)  We can pick them up and fret about them any time we want.

For today, for a few hours, just say f%#k it, and let it go.