I just want to say that for the record. Hubby insinuates frequently that I have an obsessive/compulsive personality. I don't know what he is talking about.
OK, so I was going to go to bed at 8:30 and stayed up until 11 cleaning my kitchen. That does not mean I'm obsessed! I just happened to have gotten tired of it being dirty!
Just because I stay awake for 3 days in order to finish a book I am reading does not mean I'm under any kind of compulsion (other than being REALLY interested in it) to do so. Let's face it, Clancy is a very good author!
So what if I will play a game of computer solitaire over and over and over and over until I finally win, even if it takes 11 hours. Hey, at least I'm not a quitter!
Regarding the sucking of my shoelaces, then touching my nose 7 times before putting on my shoes... I'm not hurting anyone, so let it go already!
I'm not obsessed. I'm not. Really.