Day 12
Oh boy, I am OCD about a lot of things actually. My kitchen. It must be SPOTLESS at all times. If it's a disaster I freak out! My mom is a hoarder (just like you see on t.v.) She has made me have anxiety/panic attacks and has caused me to be OCD about a lot of things. So yeah my kitchen. Also things have to be even. Our bookshelf in the living room, it can only go so far on the left side because of our vaulted ceiling, Books can not go all the way over on the right because it is uneven and I HATE that.
My closet is color coded and things are in order, like shirts, then jeans, then sweaters, then dress clothes. It's just how it is.
I count everything. I mean EVERYTHING. My steps, crayons in the box (which are also color coded) if I'm missing something I flip out, like the cap to a marker. I throw the whole marker away. Everything has to be right and in order. My house is cluttered with like blankets and some boxes and Jon's stuff, but certain things have to be perfect! I am a weird one!! But I do not consider myself OCD at all. I have quirks but they're not that bad.
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