Getting my home back! my ocd sister said she was coming to phila to see me. that was a good thing. the worst was my home piled high with unpacked boxes with mice feces from storage facility and my own mice feces that had accumulated since moving to phila from nyc. the second worst thing was the hate I felt for having to clean up this mess which discussed me so. but thank goodness I was rescued by her saying she's coming. I knew I would not let her in to see me in this regressed state. anyway, I found energy in some tea and a supplement and proceeded with scorn to tackle this herculean problem.(I thank Tillie and the online support group for my one and only session, two sunday nites ago.) (Tilly gave encouragement by saying: You have permission to throw it away!") this was so refreshing to hear. I started throwing away bits of papers(paper hoarder of my very lifelong inventions) I aslo set up boxes of detergents and cleaners to have everything right there to help eliminate the stress of going to get things so hard to walk across things) at the end of sunday, I felt refreshed and was so proud of my fight to the death! I got a little sad, because my struggle is just beginning. now I have to keep my half-cleaned house neat. this is the daunting part. But, I want Tillie and the group to know that I appreciated their trying to help me.-so- I will fight to go forward. I have no computer at home. I'm at the library, but I will keep posting progress or non progress...as often as I can.