OCD

I've come to the conclusion that we all have some sort of learning disorder - or at the very least some some issue that would be tagged in today's school system. My husband says he thinks he's ADHD and while that may be true, I also think that the labels we give people are sometimes convenient excuses not to do things. Or to do things poorly.

Anyway, the other day I spent three hours in the walk-in medical center in town with my daughter and granddaughter. The youngest had pain in her ear and we were there to have the doctor see her to determine whether it was an ear infection or swimmers ear. And it was a long wait.

While I sat there I spent a lot of time looking at the beautiful photographs they had on the walls in the waiting room. They were lovely black & white prints of surf scenes, with one or more surfer in various stages of the sport. All had nice water/sky contrast and made really nice wall art. But here's the part that bothered me: these prints were large, about 2 ft x 3 ft I would guess, and all framed in the same silver painted wood frames. But the three that were on the wall facing me were not exactly the same. The middle frame was about 1/4 or 1.2 an inch longer than the other two. It was a very small thing and I would hazard a guess that most people never noticed it. But I did and it drove me crazy. I couldn't stop looking at it. I needed to see if it was simply hung too low or if the frames were indeed different sizes. And I realized that if it had been in my house I would have returned them to the framing store and asked that they be fixed or I would never be able to enjoy them.

Not sure what that is but I'm guessing OCD. Whatever the acronym, it's what I have.