A Mediocre Day

As often happens, the closer someone near me gets to a trip or a big medical event, the more anxiety I feel over the possibility of making them sick. My dad's heading out of town later this week, and I'll be seeing him tomorrow. It's so easy to tell myself, well, what's the harm in being just a little more careful than usual until after Tuesday. Of course, the harm is that it lets the OCD get just that little bit stronger. And then I get to worrying about even more things. Ugh.