I think I may have ocd (obsessive compulsive disorder) when it comes to leaves.

The driveway is so clean. I’ve swept, leaf blown or picked up the many leaves that have fallen.

The other day, I was sweeping outside and my husband looks at me and says “Look, here comes another one” as one leaf fell from a tree. It was comical at the time but the intensity I have at having an almost leaf-free driveway is still there.

It’s similar to the feelings I have when I iron — I enjoy ironing wrinkles away.

This reminds me of the show Monk which is about a private detective who suffers from extreme OCD. It’s really funny and we like to watch reruns of it.

Oh well — one must embrace what they can’t change. Welcome ocd!

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