Nada. Zilch. Nil. Big fat zero. I truly am not OCD about one single thing. I used to be OCD about laundry. I couldn't stand there to be any dirty clothes in the house. I did laundry every day. The shirt my husband wore this morning would be laundered (and ironed if needed), and hanging back in his closet, no later than late afternoon the next day. This was every single day.
I don't have that trouble any longer. Ha. I haven't been OCD about laundry in over two years. And I have a feeling, my husband wishes I did. Don't get me wrong, I don't let the laundry pile up, but I am definitely not OCD about it.
Do you have something you're OCD about? I'd love to hear about it! Now, I'm off to see what some of my fellow bloggers are OCD about.