I'm a tidy, fastidious person, and get kinda anal/OCD about some things. Like, when I'm ready to go to sleep, if all the drawers in the dresser aren't completely closed, if the closet door isn't shut, I have to get back OUT of bed to get that taken care of.

I figure I wipe the kitchen counters down at LEAST a dozen times a day.....whether they need it or not.

Things like that.
And then there's the organization of my things, the house, my car. I'm pretty crazed about organization. I'll organize others in the way that we've decided works best for them after due consultation, I don't try and impose my organizational style on anyone else. But personally, I am RUTHLESSLY organized. Things have to make sense. They have to flow. They have to be arranged and categorized in a way that is both organized AND logical AND efficient.
I am grateful that Ron and I are so similar about things. He too is extremely fastidious about stuff, and his sense of organization, though different than mine, is every bit as honed.
When I moved in with him, I told him that I was likely going to re-arrange my stuff several times as I became familiar with the new routines, and realized that some of where I'd originally put things didn't make sense or wasn't the most efficient or whatever. He was very patient.
