Hi, all. Those who remember me, sorry it's taken me so long to get back, and those of you who don't know me, hello!

I just had my phone not working right after a possible update, so I had to do a factory reset. Lost a lot of stuff. 😠

I am living in a hell of a situation. Hoarding might be part of it, but I think it's a completely different thing for my problems. Trash everywhere is the problem. It started out with me not being able to pick things up that I dropped or that fell into the floor (because of my OCD), but it became dangerous to walk into the kitchen where the trash container is, so laziness settled in. You would never know that I have contamination OCD if you saw the house.

It wasn't all my fault; my boyfriend contributed, too. He grew up in a messy home, possibly a hoarding situation. We're trying to get things cleaned up, but I'd rather hire someone who will respect my OCD issues to do it, because it could be done so much faster and relax my mind a bit.

I can't do much with the cleaning, because of the nature of my OCD and because I'm morbidly obese and out of shape. I mostly handle putting things that aren't trash or "dirty" in bins, and I'll have a lot of dusting to do when it's almost all over.

We now need a repairman for our heater, so that's gotten my boyfriend finding energy to get more done. It's only when something is important to him that things get done. I appreciate his help, but I hate that it's only when he has to deal with something that he does it.

Them there's the cats. I'm not going to get into that much right now, but do know I love them, and we're trying to make a better home for them, and we may have to give some up, in doing what's best for them. All I want is for them to be healthy and happy. I never should have fed those first cats. And with winter coming, it's all that much harder. I don't tolerate the cold well, and got pneumonia a month after my mom died in 2014. I'll discuss
he cats in future posts.

I have more updates, but I'll stop here for now. All I'm asking is to let me vent from time to time and please let me words of encouragement and support. I don't need anyone telling me what a horrible mess my home is in (I might take some photos to show you). I'm already aware, and don't need more criticism.