Monday, August 02, 2010


Everyone has their slight tinge of OCD, right? Whether it's someone wanting everything done their way, or needing minions all the time, or not being able to step on cracks or washing hands and never eating food that's fallen you get my drift. This evening, as I refolded all the clothes the maid had folded, including the towels, whose only crime was that they were inside out as it were, and I could see the label tucked into the hem, I thought I should make a list of mine.


  1. Folding things just right. Shirts and top half things in thirds, evenly, so that they are as small as possible, and then doubled or trebled depending on length. Pants folded with the butt on the outside and the crotch pulled out as far as possible, and then reshaped to fit regular shape. It takes me about 10 minutes to fold a salwar, and I'm usually scared of patialas. Square/rectangular things with corners and edges matching up perfectly, and if they're warped, then the outside must not show anything uneven!
  2. Getting every last faint feeling of dirt or oil off the vessels on the outside and bottom as well as the inside. 
  3. Putting off lights and fans and switches when I'm not using them. OR someone else has temporarily left the room.
  4. Noting down page numbers of books left open facedown, and then closing them with a muttered curse for person who left them so.
  5. On a related note, smoothing out all dog-ears in a book before I read it.
  6. Needing everything in a system. Even if I think up the system after 95% of chaos has been included, I will spend hours fixing it and then halfway through come up with something new and start over. To wit, the music debacle.
  7. Things must be angled. Appa and I have clashed over this many times, because in his universe things must be perfectly aligned and at right angles. Good thing my room is a hexagon!
  8. Rinsing dishes out before leaving them in the sink, and preferably soaking them also.
  9. Homogeneity in my mouthfuls - every mouthful must have the same proportion of all components. One reason why I love one dish meals, and eating with my hands.
  10. Spotless counter before bed. Wiped down with cleaner and all. And scrubbing the sink after doing the dishes to get the lil bits of food stuck to the sides off.
  11. How my chai is made first thing in the morning: Measure 3/4ths of a large mug of water, pour into pan, put on fire, add milk to just the right colour, put in one spoon of Society tea leaves, and leave on sim till it comes to a boil. Turn up till it almost boils over and off and pour out onto sugar that was put into the wet mug and has half dissolved already. Edit: The Mungi is the only person to ever have managed to make it just right. For which we love her. And that's why we managed to survive a year living together ;)
Not OCD:
  1. Eating off the floor. Really, if it's not sticky and wet and I dropped it, I'll pick it right up and eat it. This one gives BBot the heebie jeebies.
  2. Daily baths. TMI people? Hee. You want this blog to revive it won't be pretty ;) As long as it averages out to about 365 a year it's all good.
  3. Making my bed. I got into the habit while in college of hopping out of bed and making it immediately, and changing the sheets every week like clockwork. Not so much anymore. If I DO make it though, it has to be perfect...with a king bedspread on a double bed, lengthwise, and the top tucked under the pillows and the extra hanging off equally on every side, and NOTHING touching the floor. While off the bed the spread spends all its life in a bundle on the floor, but details...
People who know me in real life, any contributions?

PS: I'm dedicating this one to BBot, who, over the past year, quietly and uncomplainingly adopted 3, 4 and 8, and panders to 11 by letting me make my own chai, and 2 by letting me wash the dishes. Though maybe some of that has to do with my needing chai long before he's awake, and him disliking my standing behind him muttering as he does the dishes and then not surreptitiously feeling all of them and redoing them...


  1. Oh my god, you are so cute... Muah.

    Also, you missed out on the biggest one of them all - your outer stickler. I count that as a manifestation of OCD also.

  2. HAHAHAHA! God that's a good point. Though perhaps it is so much a part of me that calling it OCD wld make it necessary to call breathing OCD?

  3. Oooh, just refreshed and saw your post script. Awww... my first dedication.

  4. ok, too tired and too sleepy to add to list, but shall manana.

    But I just had to come by to get a new puke bucket. aaaaaaaaaaaaargh. first on mungi-kitteh. now here?

    if I made that puuurfect chai, would you give me a break already? Or a chance to catch my breath?

    **chants to self "I will not put a smiley, I will not I will not"**

  5. Heee...i was GONNA put noone has ever made it right cept Mungi...

  6. and then what happened eh? the mush tidal wave hit the shore?

    naaansense. also, the new background, love it! I must fiddle with mine tomorrow and see how to do. I'm surprised I didn't manage to get it done when I revamped mine. Normally I find blogger template fiddling quite simple and uncomplicated. Also took off the rest from reader means you can update the blogroll one too ;)

  7. Hahahaha yes indeed. ok will put it now. uff.

    also, havent had the TIME. am thinking shld let you into my reader to do it yerself... hee.

  8. awwwww. hee. yaay! and I am in agreement ;) Now I can finally go to sleep whee! Also, remember I wasn't even sure how many I spawned? The one on your blogroll is one of em. LOL. so, that one can go. As can uhmm, the fool on the hill blogger one - inkdom it be. heh. gosh I was a monster maker! :P night my luverly. jib.