Jef told me the other day I was addicted to Ziploc bags. Totally ridiculous, immediately dismissed. Then he showed me the drawer where I have them in every size (I recently discovered the “snack” size). THEN he showed me the freezer, where I have things organized in baggies, and then THOSE baggies are combined together into bigger baggies (to keep them organized, that’s why!). And lastly, he reminded me that not an hour earlier I’d seen a commercial for the giant Ziplocs that hold basketballs and stuff. I’d said “I don’t even know what I’d use those for, but I want them.”

I take “a place for everything and everything in it’s place” to extreme lengths. Even if it’s the wrong place. I have a compulsive urge to put things away. Stack it, stow it, box it, hide it. I’ve been known to haphazardly throw things away rather than leave them out.

If anyone knows what this disorder is called, don’t tell me. I’m also a hypochondriac.