Erin pointed something out to me earlier: Ever since I got a handle on my OCD, I’ve been a slob.

Sure, I shower daily and clean my clothes, but when my mind was off the rails, I was a cleanliness freak. Everything had to be put away just so. Coming home to find a couch pillow on the floor would send me into a tizzy.

Now I’m apparently leaving a lot of things lying around: Books, kids’ backpacks, my shoes and laptop bag, and so on.

On the one hand, I feel much better not getting so wound up about these things. On the other hand, it makes for a messy house. Call it the other side of the extreme.

I guess I should get to work on that one.

Funny thing, though. Back in Revere I was usually a slob, letting that basement bedroom fill up with dirty clothes and used towels. It wasn’t until Erin and I married and got our own place that I started becoming a neat freak.

Feast or famine.


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