Unexpected side effect...

Obsessive compulsive neat-freak, yep, that is what I have turned into since obtaining a room-mate. When I lived alone I could handle all sorts of mess. I could ignore a mess for days and days. Now I can't handle letting the dishes sit in the dish dryer for more than twenty-four hours.

Don't get me wrong my room-mate, H, is a fairly neat person. Not many complaints on my end. Most of the time if I have an issue it is usually my problem. I just can't handle dealing with anyone's chaos. My own chaos I can ignore for years.

My mom is loving this. She has waited for 20+ years for me to start picking up after myself.

I just have to say I finished all my laundry, picked up a good portion of clutter, and picked up the kitchen. It feels really good to have all my stuff together before I go to work tomorrow. This probably will not last. Enjoy it while it does mom.