tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2545490918488056044.post3526816629841751908..comments2023-04-06T09:43:28.652-05:00Comments on Notes from the Laundry Pile: OCD TestAmelia Antwilerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17584920083164732963noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2545490918488056044.post-45985737598941535862008-09-25T15:39:00.000-05:002008-09-25T15:39:00.000-05:00About a half of a second for me. Things like that...About a half of a second for me. Things like that drive me crazy!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2545490918488056044.post-1753286217012664302008-09-24T15:30:00.000-05:002008-09-24T15:30:00.000-05:00I can't even bare to look at it on the screen. Fix...I can't even bare to look at it on the screen. Fix it!! Fix it!!! :)Kellihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10501617514638623172noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2545490918488056044.post-84967349243716968592008-09-23T10:12:00.000-05:002008-09-23T10:12:00.000-05:00So funny! In my house, there's no OCD except me b...So funny! In my house, there's no OCD except me brushing my hair according to my oldest, lol.<BR/><BR/>(Unfortunately, she's right. I can't stand knots in my hair and I can't stand it tied up hence I brush it alot!)Vickihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03113510205727830531noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2545490918488056044.post-87377715932518776392008-09-21T19:02:00.000-05:002008-09-21T19:02:00.000-05:00Immediately. I'd have to fix it or my life would ...Immediately. I'd have to fix it or my life would grind to a hault. I couldn't sleep, I couldn't eat, I couldn't think of anything but getting my itchy fingers on it.<BR/><BR/>Yep. I'm OCD. ;)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2545490918488056044.post-77290243070841686772008-09-20T22:12:00.000-05:002008-09-20T22:12:00.000-05:00LOLIf you hadn't said Mini-Me fixed it, I'd be on ...LOL<BR/><BR/>If you hadn't said Mini-Me fixed it, I'd be on a plane right not. :D<BR/><BR/>Yes. I am the person who straightens pictures on the wall in the doctor's waiting room.<BR/><BR/>And let me remind you, I am *not* the one at our house with the OCD diagnosis. Nor is she genetically related to me. But the longer I live with her, the more OCD I get. I think it is catching. Yes. I'm sure. I will now fix things just so I know she won't have to. :D<BR/><BR/>Great test. You could make a mint if you can sell it to a testing company.TobyBohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10059127191235363874noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2545490918488056044.post-13457438840870453102008-09-20T16:49:00.000-05:002008-09-20T16:49:00.000-05:00If more than one was upside down, I could leave it...If more than one was upside down, I could leave it longer than just that one. I would fix that pretty fast.Halfmoon Girlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12050121358001735700noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2545490918488056044.post-40757835606879992932008-09-20T08:03:00.000-05:002008-09-20T08:03:00.000-05:00I'd have that book turned rightside up in about 3 ...I'd have that book turned rightside up in about 3 seconds. Ditto for toilet paper that was hanging "the wrong way". And then I would get back on my computer and ignore the dirty dishes, the dog hair all over the bedroom floor, and the pile of clean laundry that had been left to season in a basket for 3 days.<BR/><BR/>I also have my salvaged tissue paper (for gift bags, etc) arranged in a box by color. Too bad you have to wind through an obstacle course in the laundry room to get to it.<BR/><BR/>Priorities, you know.40winkzzzhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04707345570759229347noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2545490918488056044.post-56635059568501266512008-09-19T22:58:00.000-05:002008-09-19T22:58:00.000-05:00OK - If I'd come to visit, it would have been all ...OK - If I'd come to visit, it would have been all I could do not to right the book. I'd have to go sit where I couldn't see it - and if I had the chance to turn it without you noticing, I probably would.<BR/><BR/>Oh my. What a confession.Christahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17715524227980649831noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2545490918488056044.post-76693568210123810792008-09-19T21:09:00.000-05:002008-09-19T21:09:00.000-05:00Stuff like this doesn’t bother me until I have som...Stuff like this doesn’t bother me until I have something important to do. Then it becomes very important to fix things that need fixing. I discovered this in college. I’d have a paper to write. Before I could write it, I’d wash, dry, and put away all the dishes; wash, fold, and put away all the laundry; rearrange the bookshelves by author and year of publication; arrange all wrenches and sockets in size from smallest to largest; mow the lawn, trim the hedges;arrange all wrenches and sockets in size from largest to smallest, separating metric wrenches from standard wrenches; reply to all unanswered e-mail from last three years, and then write the paper.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05358631883472544059noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2545490918488056044.post-81930516447835322008-09-19T20:51:00.000-05:002008-09-19T20:51:00.000-05:00That would definitely bug me but lately, life's be...That would definitely bug me but lately, life's been too busy. . . .KarenWhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02549046490443688774noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2545490918488056044.post-6828231823055012112008-09-19T13:09:00.000-05:002008-09-19T13:09:00.000-05:00i think the next test should be to turn them all u...i think the next test should be to turn them all upside down! sweet little girl of yours. i don't know how i would react, but by looking around at the condition of my house today...i probably wouldn't notice it sad to say!Growin' With Ithttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13475275047957595272noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2545490918488056044.post-65585966812252366232008-09-19T09:08:00.000-05:002008-09-19T09:08:00.000-05:00Aye- I'd be fixin that blasted book right smartly ...Aye- I'd be fixin that blasted book right smartly matey.Katiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00307333354110021492noreply@blogger.com