Why Can't I Just Listen?!

OK, we laid away a vacuum cleaner and a shampooer about a month or six weeks ago and we picked them up on Monday.  I believe the new vacuum is from Eureka and it's a bagless vacuum.  We got this for downstairs, since we were using Dad's vacuum and I kind of broke the cover of it, one day.  Anyway, once we had it together on Tuesday, I HAD to try it out!  LOL  It was unbelievable, what it picked up....Carol and Dad said if they didn't know I vacuumed the downstairs once or twice a week, they'd think it was once a month, from what the new vacuum picked up.

Wednesday, Carol headed back to work and Dad was going to the country club to work that morning, for a few hours.  The stairs needed to be vacuumed and I told Dad, I thought I was going to try the new vacuum out, on the stairs and upstairs.  Dad told me that in no way, should I try and do that, with my arthritis and such, he said I'd hurt myself or fall.  Well, could I listen......No!  I swear, as soon as Dad had left, I had the vacuum heading to the step and then upstairs.  An hour or so later, I suddenly realized that my left shoulder and neck were killing me.  Obviously, lugging the damn vacuum up the steps was too much and now, I'm paying for it.  

I can't get away with anything, so thank God I never chose a life of crime, as I'd be sitting behind bars for sure!  Of course, I asked Carol, tonight, 'Why can't I listen, when people tell me I'm going to hurt myself?!'.  Her very thoughtful and caring answer?  Because of my OCD!  Thank you very much!  LOL  I can always count on someone to point out my shortcomings!  

Here's hoping I feel better for Easter weekend, but I'm not holding out a lot of hope....because I am being punished!  LOL