Before I moved to California with my wife, I kept a meticulous SQL database of all my legally obtained music…
Before we got our house, I let it fall by the wayside because I didn't have the time or space to work with it…
Over the past several months, I've been picking it back up and returning order to that chaos. I think I’ve identified everything, so I can load it back into my database. There were about 7500 songs in it before I left Minnesota, and now I’m around 8650.
I know no one else cares about it, but it is important TO ME. It's tough when my mind starts getting on my case about the mess that it is, but I think I’m seeing the light at the end of the tunnel now. I just need to remind myself to be kinder to me…
I also know self-diagnosing myself with OCD is not the same as medical professionals telling some person that they have *ACTUAL* obsessive compulsive disorder. It's probably something I shouldn't be joking about. I'm not on the same level as Michael J. Fox's character in the third season of "Scrubs".
Fortunately, I have today off of work, so I can spend my afternoon cleaning up my database of music. Wish me luck...
