im glad im not a striver for perfection cos sometimes in that moment its unattainable.
and frustration can drive you potty.

my cuz has towels in the bathroom for show, when they go in the shower they bring the old ones out.
another doesnt like company incase they disturb the cushions she cant listen to the conversation for worrying, what an exsistence.
the quickest way to an early unhappy grave.
i know folk that have had new windows put in the front of the house leaving the old ones at the back cos they think no one sees.
i think its an illness, its the thin end of the wedge, once you start..you just get worse.

im guilty of buying clothes to put away ready to wear when out,
and then hang about the house in track suits, so maybe im just as bad.

folk sometimes play life like a chess game, every move is planned ,
till the reason you began is forgotten. no leeway.. start middle end. result.
sad. we miss a lot..