OCD runs major in my family but only in minor ways...

My placemat has to be evenly in front of me, if it isn't, I move it.

When I come home, I check to make sure every cat is there (my mom runs a cat adoption thing, and we've got like 15 of them )

Knives that are places on napkins on table settings must have the side with blade faced AWAY from me, if it isn't, I fix it.


Yeah... I guess we're all pretty fucked up one way or another.