OCD - Obsessive Compulsive Disorder.
Now my Dad loves to have everything meticulously clean and proper. A shoe should be in shoe-rack, the comb should be near the mirror , all the body lotions and oil should be arranged in one line according to height, increasing or decreasing. My mother is just the opposite, it's just that she has too much in her plate.
With hungry brats screaming for attention, dog chewing up the door mat, leaves all over the garden, Dad asking for coconut oil, the comb would land on dinning table and Salt-Pepper can on dressing table.
My sister cannot wear anything that's not ironed and when I say ironed I mean - steamy iron. Even during fashion-emergencies when we need to get ready in a jiffy, she would leisurely take her shirt and slowly iron it until she's surrounded by steam. How she manages not to set her clothes on fire, is beyond my understanding.
My funda is pretty simple
Image - Etsy
And because of this, she is the forced official Iron-er of our household. I actually used to bribe her to iron my clothes.
My brother was obsessed about decorating the wall, like this
Yup that's his room
which obviously freaked my Mom out :P
Day 2 B: The Boyfriend RecombobulationDay 3 C: The Comparacion Effect
Day 4 D: The Dandy Dogs Disposition
Day 5 E: The Elephant Explanation
Day 6 F: The Friendship RamificationDay 7 G: The Gobsmacked Syndrome
Day 8 H: The Husband Histrionics
Day 9 I: The Insanity Aggregation
Day 10 J: The Boga Joba Juxtaposition
Day 11 K: The Kitchen Katastrophes