In case you hadn’t noticed, I’m a little bit OCD. I can tell you exactly how many ounces of Diet Coke I consumed today. (68) And exactly how many pieces of cheese tortellini I had for dinner. (12) However, I cannot tell you how many times a I wash my hands while making dinner, let alone how many times a day.

The alarm clock on my night stand is three minutes fast. If I tie one shoe, I have to retie the other. Let’s not even talk about washing dishes and clothes.

The remotes and keyboards have to be sanitized. I have to do that when David is working. He always thinks I’m going to fry his keyboard. Maybe it’s because one time I was out of Lysol and I used hand sanitzer instead.

I have been unofficially diagnosed by a doctor. You see, when I was 17, I had my wisdom teeth pulled, and I was sick for six weeks afterwards. Six weeks on a liquid diet really messes you up. I had these shaking spells. I was hungry all the time. Finally, I decided that I had hypoglycemia or diabetes. I went to the doctor, but my regular doctor wasn’t in, so I saw one of his associates. I had given the nurse a detailed list of everything I’d eaten the previous day so that they wouldn’t say I just needed to eat more.

It looked like this.

7 AM – Quaker Oatmeal Bar

9 AM – 6 oz of Yoplait Light Peach Yogurt

11:30 AM – One cup of noodles with one half cup of beef stroganoff, six broccoli florets and eleven grapes

3 PM – Four Saltine Crackers, One mini Three Musketeers

5:30 PM – One grilled chicken breast, one half cup of rice, 19 green beans

7 PM – One piece of shortcake, one fourth cup whip cream and six strawberries

(Notice I didn’t write down how much Diet Coke I was drinking.)

The doctor walked in and said, “Well, the first problem is you’re obsessive compulsive. Eleven grapes?”

He ordered some blood work, which said I was fine.It just took a long time for me to recover from that surgery.

I remember going to youth camp that year, carrying a bag with me to rec and Bible Study. Inside, I had Cheerios and candy. I had tons more food stuffed in my suitcase in the dorm.

Incidentally, I learned that if I have some yogurt or protein earlier in the day, it helps a lot. Peanut butter and banana toast works well.

Back to the OCD. A friend gave David and I season one of Monk for Christmas. David loved it. He said it was like watching me be a detective. Ah, my loving husband. My dear, sweet, unorganized husband. It took me the first year of our marriage, but I got him to stop leaving wet towels on the bed.

I don’t always carry cash, but when I do, it has to be in order. Ones, fives, tens, twenties and they’d better all be facing the same way. Now if I could just find a way to organize my coins inside my coin purse…

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