I'm back from Florida! Overall it was a very good trip. Of course, OCD came along in my luggage. Sometimes I get kind of tired of carrying that freeloader around.
|Oh do I miss this pool!|
I did have some issues with contamination. Some I won, some I didn't. That is ok. I did beat most of the pool exposures I faced. The condominium's pool is lovely and I enjoyed my time in it. Yay for CBT and ERP!!!
One morning, I arrived at the pool and there were several leaves that were floating on top of the water. My first instinct was to be completely disgusted by it. I had to remind myself that they were just leaves. Nothing more. I decided to touch the pool net/skimmer and I used it to pick out most of the vegetation that was floating around. I forced myself to do it and it really wasn't that bad. After I jumped in the pool, I grabbed as many of the leaves as I could by hand and I tossed them onto the deck. The anxiety went away really quickly. After that, it became my mission to keep that pool spotlessly clean. Every time a new leaf blew in, I made a beeline to it to throw it out of the water. Hey, I had worked hard to clean that pool and nothing was going to mess it up!
|The "scary" skimmer|
I even used the pool bathroom. I do have to admit, these bathrooms were quite clean, so that did make it easier. I have a hard time using pool bathrooms, though, because after you use the restroom, but before you wash your hands, you have to pull your bathing suit back on (I have a one-piece). That means that my bathing suit was now contaminated by my unwashed hands. I pushed through this however, and used the bathroom normally. I have to say that it made my time at the pool so much more pleasant. I didn't have to rush back to the condo to use my own bathroom, or even worse, I didn't have to wait hours to go to the bathroom. In the past, I would have avoided the bathroom and suffered the physical discomfort of not going.
I had one more really big exposure yesterday. I was in the airport waiting for my flight home when I decided to use the restroom. I laid my eyeglasses on top of my carry-on luggage and they slipped off onto the bathroom floor. Again, thankfully, this was a fairly clean bathroom. Fortunately, the glasses did not fall on the floor near the toilet, but on the floor near the door (it was a single person, separate bathroom). I stood there for a moment and debated in my mind about what to do. I finally decided that most non-OCD people would probably just pick up the glasses and use them as if nothing had happened. So . . . that is what I did!! When I arrived home, I did not wash them nor did I take a shower. It was a little difficult, but I just kept telling myself to do it anyway. I'm so glad I did not give in.
How are you doing? I would love to hear about anything that you have fought through recently. And there is nothing too small to celebrate!!