but we watched The Aviator last night.
It was a good movie and Howard Hughes IS quite THE eccentric, but in a way, I could relate to him. No, i do not wash my hands furiously till they bleed because I'm a germaphobe, nor do I have extravagant amounts of wealth to flaunt, but I related to the OCD part of him.
I'm not a true obsessive compulsive, but I do find myself locking and unlocking the car door with the remote deal several times over and over to make sure I actually DID lock it, and before I leave the house, sometimes I have to check the stove several times. And I find myself being like "Monk" sometimes in that if I see a picture on the wall that is a little askew, i'm itching to straighten it even if it was in someone ELSE's house.
Not too long ago, I came across a blog of a lady who WAS diagnosed with OCD, and who was quite crippled by it because she said that she often tries to get some things done so perfectly that an enjoyable family gathering or activity becomes really stressful and makes her frustrated and angry.
That's how I am sometimes too. Getting caught up with wanting things a certain way and getting so lost in all the stress that I forget the people around me whom I'm supposed to be enjoying doing the thing with in the first place.