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Long ago when I used to have the energy to do up our home with all the decorations I have for Christmas, I decided it would be a nice touch if Jared did his part. So I gave him the task of hanging the ornaments on the tree.
For him, it was a work of art but for me, it was when I found out I had OCD because he didn't arrange them in any systematic way that I could imagine.
So every day, I moved one ornament around until I was satisfied. Did he notice? I don't know. I'm not even sure he will remember this. I'll have to ask him.
Now I'm wondering if I will ever be cured of OCD. Probably not!
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