One of my buddies at work calls me the OCD Queen. I wear this title like a badge of honor. I pride myself on my organization. I make lists. I am punctual. I plan everything.
There is truth in that I am too lazy to look for things.
To be honest I would love to become a professional organizer. Turning clutter and disarray into an something organized and functional makes me so happy. I have I looked into becoming a professional organizer. There is a convention every year that I dream of going to.
Do I dare confess that I love watching hoarder shows? Watching a home go from a mess to organized is amazing to me. It would be so satisfying to accomplish such a thing.
Maybe I am sick.
I always feel the need to defend myself when people comment on my OCDness. Being organized is one area of my life that I can control. It feels good to have some control where I feel like everything else is spinning out of control. It is one less thing to worry about. I find peace when I am organizing things. It is a simplicity in life I crave. I know I can be successful at getting the job done. It makes me feel good. It calms my mind. It challenges me.
Being organized is just part of who I am.
Hi my name is Samantha and I am a compulsive organizer.
And it feels damn good!
