I have CDO

It’s like OCD, but the letters are in alphabetical order like they should be.

I say this because I have an extremely anal tendency to make sure things are as they should be [when I can be bothered to pay attention]. This week, I was so bothered because of a small lecture concerning my activites or apparent lack thereof. In my defense, I had already begun to be more physically active, tend to more housekeeping without being asked, and willingly entertained brats not asking for gratitude of any kind the week before. And what do I get at the end of it? A dressing down of all my lack of participation at home and in life in general.

Pissed would not even begin to describe me. I usually let things like this go in one ear and out the other – I’m defiantly an individual like that, but this time, I really snapped. I do understand where people are coming from, but seriously, of all the times, when I finally decided to actually do it all on my own without prompting, it was ridiculous. So being me in all my vindictive glory, I went completely neat-freak anal.

Monday was superficial cleaning: toys picked up, beds made, floors swept, quick vacuum job, things dusted. I kept it that way too – was very pissy over anyone that messed anything up unnecessarily, espeically the dining area. Tuesday was a bit more in-depth; more thorough vacuuming, bathrooms get a superficial touch, beddings and the like neatly set – not just clean. Then I went along with the plans I had made for the day. It was good enough touch up. Wednesday was complete dress down. Besides the regular things – sweep the floor, wipe the table down, clean the dishes – I also scrubbed down the bathroom. And I do mean scrub, sponges, brushes and several differnt brands of cleaners and stain removers.

On top of it all, I’m still being borderline rude over all of it. Crumbs will be eradicated, dust wiped away, and messiness untolerated. I’d rather not be ignorant and say it was very feng-shui, but all I’m really missing at this point is furniture rearrangement. Could I always have just been this clean? Sure. Would it have made my parents happy? Probably for the first few weeks, then they would go insane; that “D” does stand for disorder afterall. The point of this? Get so intensely anal, they’ll ask me to stop or at the very least tone it down.

Am I really that vindictive? Hell yes. Do my parents realize? They haven’t had a chance to before. Should other people be worried about my retaliation? If it’s deserved, yes they should. I’m CDO about torture too. =D