I’m sitting at my desk right now and I noticed something on my mirror which is to the left of me. I have now sat here for twenty minutes holding my hand and arm out to see if I might have touched it or will touch it. I now have to wait 5 hours till Dylan gets home so I can find out if it is truly something or just the metal looking weird. I don’t want to get up and wipe it myself because if it comes off I’m going to have a breakdown. I’m leaning as far from the mirror as I can but my cat jumped on the desk and tried going near it so I stopped him but when I did that I wasn’t paying attention to my hand anymore so I feel like I touched it again. I’m just so tired of having to clean everything around me because if its not one thing its another. Truly a never ending cycle and I’m mentally exhausted.