OCD

All the Matchbox Police Cars…Lined Up in OCD Fashion

OCD Matchbox Police Cars

From now on, when you need to line up matchbox cars…this is how it should be done…

Because, you see, guys, my nephew is awesome.  He seriously has all the matchbox police cars…and motorcycles (and fire trucks).  You leave him to his own devices and he creates this epic scene.

I actually took the photo a few months ago, but came across it recently on my Facebook page and knew I had to share it.  Really, it just makes me happy…and I thought some of you might get a kick out of it, too.

I first witnessed this…crime scene…er…blockade…er…straight up awesomeness while pulling into my brother’s driveway.  We were there for dinner and everybody else looked at this awesomeness, kind of laughed, shrugged it off and then walked inside.  However, I was drawn to it and all its perfection.  I had no choice, but to pull out my phone and grab a shot.  In my eyes it was a work of art…and in my heart I was beaming with pride (even though I had nothing to do with creating it).

But seriously, guys…the creativity, the patience, the elaborate planning and the follow through…this is the stuff of geniuses (being completely unbiased, of course).

My six year old nephew, a kid after my own heart.  Can’t sit still for crap, but will over-focus like nobody’s business when it comes to projects he really cares about.

Genetics are crazy things, my friends…crazy, crazy things indeed.

Call it ADHD, OCD, LMNOP…frankly, I don’t care what you call it…as long as you recognize the awesome in it.  That goes for all your own labeled and unlabeled quirks, too.  Recognize that it is, in fact, your very differences that make you shine in this world.  There’s a reason for all of it; there’s a reason for you.  Don’t ever forget that.

And always, always, always be grateful for the people who see the awesome within you, even when you can’t see it within yourself.  Often we create…on a whim…or simply to give life to a vision in our head.  Rarely do we realize the potential impact our creations might have on those around us.

We all impact the world, though, and some of us are lucky enough to have people who care enough about us to tell us when we’ve impacted them.  Be appreciative of those who can see and feel your light and be especially appreciative to those who embrace it with you.  For those are the souls who will guide you home when you are lost; those are the souls who truly know you.

Capturing Nature Through Photography

There was supposed to be a meteor shower the other morning, so I Googled and Googled all about how to capture one in photograph.  I mean, I researched the heck out of it…and had my camera all setup and ready to go.  Even laid out my clothes and shoes, so I could just hop up and get to shooting.

Unfortunately, the meteor shower proved to be uneventful, at least in my neck of the woods.  However, all the researching and preparing got me itching to take some photos.  Then my dad asked me to take some random photos of our house…not very interesting ones, but it still forced me to bring my camera outside.

I took the photos for my dad and started to walk back up towards the house.  Then I started looking around and I realized there were a lot of cool, nature things happening right in my back yard.  So, I started shooting.  I was playing around with the manual settings more than I have in a long time.

Life has gotten in the way and I haven’t had much time to devote to my photography, but it’s definitely another one of those things that helps calm my ADHD / OCD mind.  Zeroing in on the perfect shot brings a kind of focus that my ADHD mind rarely gets to feel.  And my OCD nature pushes me to have the patience to get that perfect shot…or at least to keep trying.

Nature photography kind of makes sense for me.  It’s the combination of two of my favorite things and I can get lost doing it for hours.  Needless to say, I took over 200 photos during my mini-shoot.  Part of what’s so awesome about photography is that you get the chance to share your perspective on a moment or, in this case, a scene in nature.  When an experience touches your soul in a good way, photography gives you the opportunity to pass it on and touch somebody else’s soul.

Don’t worry, I only pulled five photos from the 200+, so you’re not going to be forced to see the natural world through my eyes for the rest of your night.  But, I did want to share a few…just in case you needed something to brighten your evening (meaning the nature itself, not necessarily my creative interpretation via photo).

They’re not perfect, but taking them did make me want to take more.  Here’s hopin’ (for my sake) that this was the push I needed to get back into photography.  I used to shoot weddings…I used to sell my photos in (small) galleries and in local shops…I used to just take more photos.  It’s been years since I really allowed myself to get lost behind the lens.  It definitely reminded me how important it is for me to do creative things on a regular basis, though.

That said, my knowledge of flowers is fairly limited, so the file names are pretty boring…and I must have used up all of my creativity, so there are no titles…but you get the idea.

Nature Photography White Flowers

Nature Photography White Flowers

Nature Photography Clematis Flower

Nature Photography White Pink Rose

Nature Photography White Flower Bunches

Thanks for taking a peek, guys!  Hope you liked ’em!

 

 

When My ADHD Messes With My OCD Hand Sanitizer

OCD hand sanitizer

Germaphobia is real and it’s no surprise us OCDers are prone to it.

This is what happens when my ADHD steps on my OCD’s toes and I lose…or run out of…all of my hand sanitizer at one time.  I’m a serious germaphobe, guys.

You can never have enough hand sanitizer.

Now, I’ve started out this batch by strategically placing a few bottles in all the places I frequent (car, bookbag, desk drawer, etc.), but I will likely end up empty handed all at the same time.  Not sure how it happens like that.  Just does.  Maybe it means I’m using them in a balanced way, but I don’t think so.  Cause, the thing is, eventually I clean out some cluttered spot in my life and recover several partially-used bottles.  That always kinda feels like I’ve found my pot of gold, though, so I’m not really complaining.

Side note: It really pisses me off when all the little hand sanitizer dispensers are out at the mall.  They never work and it’s like, why even tease us?  Ah well, that’s why it’s important I bring my own (52 million bottles) with me.

…gotta be responsible for my own crazy.  🙂

Step Out of Your OCD Comfort Zone (and Laugh at Yourself)

You have to be able to laugh at your (OCD) self.

I mean, I even labeled my label maker(s)…yeah, yeah, yeah, I have three.

ocd humor labeled label makerHumor is the key to life, my friends.  The ability to laugh can get you through a lot of sticky situations…and will probably get you a lot of friends, if that’s what you’re after.

The ability to laugh at yourself is rare, but I believe it’s one of the biggest tools of survival. It’s something you should strive to be able to do, if you can’t already.

If you’ve read any of my blog, you know I’ve managed to laugh at my ADHD, but that’s pretty easy.  I mean, my ADHD makes me quick witted, smart and creative (oh, and clumsy), hysterical things are bound to happen when it’s in charge.

On the other hand, my OCD tends to bring out my serious side.  The obsessive worry, the phobias, the panic, the need for certain kinds of order and the perfectionism?  Well, these symptoms don’t always lend themselves to having a sense of humor in the same way that my ADHD symptoms do.

Still, I can laugh about the fact that I’m in love with hand sanitizer (but I’m not gonna laugh if it’s not readily available) or that I have three label makers and that I feel the need to label them all.  These are quirky things and quirky things make me interesting (or, you know, weird, but whatever).  I guess they make me a character of sorts and it turns out that other people are entertained by my oddities.

It’s the whole, “If you can’t beat ’em, join ’em,” mentality.  If they’re all gonna laugh at me, I might as well get a kick out of myself, too.  If you don’t laugh, you’ll cry.  All my life, I’ve been the one to make other people laugh, but I’ve also been told not to take life so seriously.  That last part is something I’m trying to work on and I figured some of you might benefit from doing the same.

When I stumbled on this collection of things that claimed it would freak out every OCD person, I had to play along.  And I’m not gonna lie to you, some of it was uncomfortable to see…and some of it, I would be impulsively driven to correct, even if it wasn’t my place to.

But, hey guys, we’re safe over here.  These are just pictures.  You can’t die from the complete disregard for straight lines, symmetry and perfectionism or the unfathomable labeling system for the lighting rigs.  Our OCD selves are all kinds of safe over here behind our computer screens (well, at least from the scenarios in the pictures), so go ahead and peruse.  Heck, consider it a kind of flooding.  It’s good practice…therapeutic even.

Best of luck, my friends.  Try not to look away…and seriously, go ahead and laugh…because none of it can hurt you.  And come on, that off-kilter, red window is pretty awesome (even though it might be photoshopped).

Step Out of Your OCD Comfort Zone and Laugh at Yourself

ADHD, OCD and T-Shirt Designs

ADHD and OCD – All About The AwesomenessADHD and OCD Awesomeness

ADHD and OCD are complete opposites in a lot of ways.  OCDers are all about the details and ADHDers are all about the derails.  It may seem like these two thought patterns would work diligently (and with much force) against each other.

And, sometimes that is the case.  For example, when my OCD pushes me to get all dressed up for a presentation…and then my ADHD pushes my coffee cup in my lap.  Or when my impulsive ADHD organizational purchase doesn’t fit exactly right or won’t hold the things it’s supposed to, so my OCD perfectionism declares the purchase worthless…but my OCD hoarding tendencies won’t let me throw it out…so the mess just gets bigger.
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