What Do You Do That Is Weirdly OCD?
 

Interested in what weird OCD habits you have, or will admit to. TMI is fine. Just don't tell us you clock your Torx screws or anything really perverted.

Years of traveling for work made me compulsive about personal belongings in the hotel room before I check out. I’ll literally make the rounds three or four times while packing yet, I open the hotel door, wedge it open with luggage and then have to make one more final round before I can leave the room. Even looking in spaces and drawers that I never use and know that I hadn’t used.

Can’t stop myself from doing it, even when traveling on an overnight stop for pleasure.

Other than that, nada.

That may be excessive but it's a lot smarter than just blasting out the door and leaving things behind. :cool:

Nothing weird. I have developed an almost manic need to have a place for everything. Too much of my time is spent looking for things. My wife is more like, "Sure there is a place for everything, and everything is someplace." Drives me nuts.

There are many. SAT above is one. I will also put my keys in my pocket, coat or jeans, and check that they are there in 5 seconds. And again in 30 and again a few minutes later. And again...

Weird is in a movie theater. Will check a few times during a movie.

It's only keys. Phone, micro-wallet are in and somewhat forgotten.

Tools and most objects I use daily...I go nuts if things are misplaced. Hooboy were things misplaced when I finally got home from the hospital and rehab...have to confess, I wasn't nice about it..."Why the HELL did you move my....?"

I like to think I am more negligent than OCD, but I realized that when I get in the car, I habitually roll all the windows down (electric) including both rears, then all back up. I think the idea was that this keeps the mechanisms free-moving so you don't get the old car syndrome of the driver's window operating normally and the other slow as molasses.

My son organized and cleaned up my disaster of a garage. Very nice of him but I'm not really happy about it. "Where is that reverse thread adapter for R32 refrigerant? I had it sitting on the corner of the table saw. What does it look like? Like every other adapter, that's why I had it in that special place." So I wouldn't say I'm OCD in the garage, it is just an organized disaster.

Me too!! The closest I get to being "weird" about it is flashlights. I really, really want to know exactly where the flashlights are.

I'm still pissed that I left my favorite casual shirt behind in one. 20 years ago.

So, I do that one, too.

Double checking the house is locked up, the garage door is shut, lights are off, that sort of stuff.

I'm not OCD, really, but I sweat the details.

Sold my last house to a pair of absolute idiots. I've driven by since and they don't shut garage doors, have half the outside lights on all day, kids toys 'f'ing everywhere, yard looks like a hurricane just went through it. They've easily wiped a couple hundred grand off of the value of the house since they bought it. Drives me nuts.

I have to count to four before I leave the house.

I am doing mental inventory.
1. keys
2. phone(s)
3. wallet
4. pocket knife.

My keys!

I always take my keys with me, even on a two week trip to Alaska when I had no real use for me keys. Just last week, I flew to Florida on a business trip. No real need for keys.

When I stand up, I pat my front pocket to be sure I have my keys, then my butt to be sure my wallet is there. Multiple times per day. As a geezer, I have never once lost my keys, or wondered where they are. Same with my wallet.

Last week in Florida we went to a local restaurant & bar. As we were standing in the bar area drinking a beer, waiting for our table, I noticed a guy's wallet had fallen on the floor. I walked over, picked it up and handed to him. His wife, grabbed it from my hand. Then he insisted he buy me a beer. It was the first and only time in my life a man I did not know bought me a beer. ;)

Im like that too but, I LIKE being tidy and organized. It’s a point of pleasure and pride at home and on a job site. I’m a sucker for efficiency .:D

I don’t freak if I’ve inadvertently left a tool out or out of place for a brief period though.

Had a brother in law that was Really, Medically, OCD. Don’t wish that on anyone.

1. Before a race I like the truck, trailer and race car detailed and the yardwork complete and pristine.
2. I automatically lock all exterior doors to the house even when working in the back yard. Always carry my keys too.
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[QUOTE=70SATMan;12551993]Years of traveling for work made me compulsive about personal belongings in the hotel room before I check out. I’ll literally make the rounds three or four times while packing yet, I open the hotel door, wedge it open with luggage and then have to make one more final round before I can leave the room. Even looking in spaces and drawers that I never use and know that I hadn’t used.



Same here...but I never jamb the door open because I never return my key card. I throw it in the trash when I get to the airport...just in case I need to return to the hotel.

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One of good friends and neighbor a couple of houses down sold and moved up the hill for a better ocean view about 10 yrs ago. I helped him remodel his kitchen and introduced him to the joys of demolition in the house on my street. He did a lot of really nice native landscaping, etc. What the current neighbors have done to the place pisses me off and it’s not even my house! :D

My parents instilled in me "when you leave the house, take your keys and wallet."

It has served me well. When the kids were teens, I'd tell them "take your keys". The best part was when they'd get home from somewhere and not have their keys and would either have to call to wake someone up or would break a window to get in when no one else was home or was going to be (that was my favorite, now I have to fix a window because you didn't do something basic)

100%.. on travels, sometime I leave my keys and knife home. but I still do the 4-count.

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Bonus points: it drives me nuts if I can't find something that I was using. It could be 25 cent pen but I have to find it and will waste an hour doing so. My wife says just get another one and "it will turn up sooner or later". Nope. Don't even begin with a 10mm socket!

Other obsessions:
When we bought the house I flipped 3 way switches so that the light will be off when all switches for each light are down (not one switch up and the other down). I didn't rewire the switches but rotated on switch 180 degrees.

There MUST be a certain amount of money in my wallet at all times with the 'correct' number of 20's 10's 5's and 1's and the total is $99 (edit: in order of value OBVIOUSLY).
EDIT: I assumed that it is understood that all bills must be face forward and top oriented but realized that I didn't state as much because how else would you have it? duh! I couldn't let this omission be not fixed!

All deadbolt locks must be setup so that inside knob is vertical when locked and horizontal when open.

I use a level for anything hung on walls.

The arrangement of items on the dining room table MUST be semetrical from one side of the centerpiece to the other.

I will obsess for hours over the placement of lights on the Christmas tree.

I view every trip in a car, regardless of distance, as a event that can go south like a first marriage.

I drive two cars 99% of the time...I know where everything goes in each and before I pull out of the garage or fill up at Sheetz, I make sure the keys, wallet, glasses, phone, EZ Pass, etc. are accounted for and placed where they belong.

On return, my desk has a place for everything and everything...

That is it for me OCD-wise.

Edit: Ok, one more. My dad's father always organized the paper money in his wallet by value. I can remember eating with hm at a diner in Castro Valley and I watched him do it: I may have been 10.

I thought it was cool, so I do it, have since my first wallet.

Edit: Ok, one more. He also did not keep coin change in his cars, his T-Birds were immaculate, so nor do I, which makes either the clerk or the donation jar happy.