I was in a horrible mood last night when I wrote my last post, and I'm sorry if any of you got worried for me.
Don't be! I do have plenty of money to survive quite happily, I just don't have any money for frivolities. And believe me, they are frivolities that I definitely do not need. When talking about clothes shopping, I forgot to mention that I have a huge walk in closet that has clothes to the ceiling (granted they are both mine and Nigel's, but still!), so many clothes in fact that I rarely wear everything in a year. So really, what I should be doing instead of going clothes shopping is going through my closet and giving away all of the things that I almost never wear. But that would make sense :)

Even though we won't have any extra money since we have to pay a lot more rent than we expected, we will have more money soon as I luckily get paid every week, sometimes every day.
Nigel also has a few gallery openings coming up really soon, so that will also be a huge boost in our income.

I was just dejected yesterday because I had planned all week to go shopping with my friend Angie, and within a few hours of the shopping trip ended up seeing the money I had put aside for that out the window and into rent.
I would have had to cancel the outing anyways because of work, so I'm trying to look at it in that fashion at the moment. Next week I will have money again, and we can go then.
I'm just extremely OCD at times, and having plans changed on me can make me incredibly anxious and unhappy.

Oh that's something I never talked about before.
Apparently I'm discovering more and more that I have OCD, and not just a little bit! I think that before hand I knew it, but that it never manifested a lot for me because things usually were pretty quiet and easy going and I was able to set my schedule, ect...
I knew for a fact that I had to organize my books a certain way, otherwise it would drive me crazy. (My way is not very orderly, but it's still very specific... it's mostly "pretty" in my mind, and it took me a long time to find which way would make me happy.)
I knew that my figurines and trinkets had to be placed in certain places, and that if they were moved it would drive me crazy.
And I'm extremely good at making lists, and schedules... without those I feel quite lost at times. I might never use the lists or the schedules, but I definitely make them.

Well all this was easy peasy until I met and moved in with Nigel... But an OCD and a ADHD person together and all of a sudden the quite quirks that the OCD person had, transform into a beast trying to keep everything together and perfectly in a row.
I've seen myself in the past few months grow more and more aghast as my things were moved around, once in a while I will have a fit, and whine like a two year old as I'm putting back things in their place. I now have dedicated a whole bookshelf to "things that need to be re-shelved" (they don't know about this, hun when you read this pretend you still don't know about this!). And yet, I'm not truly freaking out. Both Nigel and I laugh about it, and he continues to push because he loves me, to make sure that I don't let the OCD take over my life. I on the other hand push when I see the ADHD peeking out it's head while he's working or doing something.
Sometimes we let it go, when we can tell the other person is not going to be able to deal with the change, but mostly we make sure to give those challenges to each other so that we are kept on our toes and learn to deal with life in general.
It's in a way the same system he used when trying to rid me of my addiction to my inhaler, and I'm thankful for it, as crazy as it might make me sometimes.

Luckily I get to keep the lists and the scheduling, since we all need it and Nigel is incredibly bad at it. So I still have an outlet for the OCD, but one that is beneficial instead of just plain quirky.