Damn, wasn’t expecting actual OCD.
I wish people would stop saying OCD to mean they like to sort things.
But the internet told me that OCD is just a quirk that makes a person align objects on a table! /s
I had OCD, fortunately mostly gone. I always had to step on every distinct surface no more than five times, or something horrible would happen. The overwhelming sense of dread was not pleasant.
My wife is OCD cleaner, I tell people and they’re like lol mine too… no brah. If she is stressed we have to change the bedsheets daily. Toilets and sinks are cleaned minimum once per day but more like 3 times. Vacuums the house 2 to 3 times, mops the whole fucking house 2 times and then like mops random spots 10 times a day. I do all this shit too on my day off while she is at work because I love her and don’t want her to do it all when she gets home and then if I forget one thing it’s an argument… and she will just redo it all anyways so I didn’t have to actually do it. Hours upon hours are spent cleaning. Sometime she is up in the middle of the night like 1am putting on a load of washing or unpacking the dishwasher
hands feel even
Strangely enough I know exactly what she meant by that. Over a decade ago I used to do this thing with words and sentences. Take the word “word”, for example. W goes to the left. O goes to the right. R goes to the left and so D goes to the right. We ended on the right, so it’s fine. But if we ended on the left, then I had to add another word and turn this little mental exercise into a decent sentence.
Sentences were kind of cheating, though, because even if I ended on the left then I just added a dot, which would fill a single “spot” and so make me “end on the right.”
Yep. Convoluted, I know. It used to keep me up at night.
I was expecting this to devolve into a joke about getting too many HJs or something
Me too. Something something fifty extra strokes to make sure he finished.
