It started because I couldn't remember when I opened the milk in my fridge - and so I don't know how old it is. And I used it in the muffins I baked last night. So have been fixated on that all morning. And then someone at morning tea said she'd been sick but was better now and was hungry so ... am now fixating on that.
I guess what I should be doing is figuring out why I am defaulting to the OCD - I am probably tired and stressed and anxious ... and yes, overcommitted. Blah blah blah. This weekend is my last big one I think, as far as I know, till the end of the year and that puts me at the end of this enormous Sept/Oct month. I am sure things will calm down after that.
Well at least pretend to take me seriously?!