Them: Yes ___ No ___

I have a place for every thing, but every thing is not always in its place. I had to work on not being obsessive about it. The obsession could eat up all the free time I was trying to create by being organized.

I didn’t start out organized. Most of my life, I was a real slob. I would have to rush around to pick up my clothes when someone would come over unannounced. I don’t know when I started changing, but I do remember acknowledging the difference between obsessive compulsive and being able to stay neat. I even practiced not putting things away for a while to force myself to let the pendulum swing back to center.