Um, yeah. I’m about the least OCD person you will ever meet. Bob say’s I am “anti-OCD.”
Now, my mother is OCD to the max. So perhaps she got the entire OCD gene pooled into her and there was nothing left over to share with me? My life can be described as “organized chaos.” And I’m okay with that.
What are you OCD about? Are you playing the 30 Day’s of Me, meme?