I was tidying my room yesterday morning, before I checked out of the hotel, and realised just how stupid that is. The maid would be in shortly, so why is it that I feel compelled to straighten out the bedsheets, place the TV remote neatly back in front of the telly at a 90 degree angle and wipe the excess water from the sink and taps, before I go? I’ve not always done it… just for the past couple of years.
It’s the same at home. In the morning, before I take the kids to school, I have to make the beds and wash up the breakfast things before we go. I simply cannot leave the house until those particular chores are done.
Even if we are running late – which we often are.
Even if I am working from home and will be returning within 20 minutes.
So, I’m thinking that I might suffer – just very slightly – from CDO*
I say ‘slightly’ because this certainly isn’t something that rules my life. I’m not continually tiding up at home and minutely adjusting hanging pictures and placing all my DVDs in alphabetical order (although that would certainly help me find them a bit easier, once I’d selected one to watch from the database (yes, my DVDs are catalogued)). No, it is purely the chores mentioned above that leave me feeling uncomfortable if I don’t do them.
I heard a wise man on the telly once say (actually, it was David Beckham) that we all have a little bit of this in us.
Nice to know I’m in such illustrious company.
*Note: CDO – It’s the same as OCD but with all the letters in their proper order.