"OCD" in Honor of "A Really Bad Case of the Mondays"

Exercise #33 - "OCD"

Your character is obsessive compulsive. Describe his or her morning. Do not use the words "obsessive compulsive" (Show, don't tell.).

Bzzz. Bzzz. Bzzz. My hand shoots out from beneath my covers to slam on top of the alarm clock that has disturbed my slumber. Monday.

After spending a few minutes debating whether or not I should call in sick to work, I push the covers off my body and sit up on the side of my bed. My clean, blue, terrycloth slippers sit exactly perpendicular to my bed so that when I sit up I can slip my feet in and out of them easily. In and out, in and out, in and out, in and out. 1, 2, 3, 4.

I get up and walk to my bathroom to take a shower, and on my way there I stop by my linen closet to grab a towel. I close the door and force myself forward to my bathroom, but I can't do it. I hurry back to the closet and open and close the door 10 times. If I didn't, the day would have been a complete disaster. I would have thought about it every single second.

Shamefacedly, I move to the bathroom and proceed to do the same ritual with the bathroom door. Finally, some peace. The bathroom is a safe zone for me. There's nothing to straighten, nothing to open and close time and time again. It's just a small room with shower / tub combination, a toilet, and a sink. Simple, yet elegant.

5 minutes up.

This is actually a topic about which I know quite a bit. I've always been fascinated by obsessive-compulsive disorder not only because it honestly is quite interesting to study but also because I'm mildly afflicted by it. Don't get me wrong. I'm no "Monk," but there are little things that I do that are just irrational.

For example, when I eat I have to eat in even numbers. M&M's, Reese's Pieces, Junior Mints... They all have to be consumed in a symmetrical fashion. And don't even get me started on the mental wars involving colored food. This counting phenomenon doesn't just apply to finger food, though. The umbrella covers all food. Take a steak, for example. I have to cut the steak into equal, even-numbered portions. If, for some reason, I can't do that, I simply won't eat the offensive odd numbered left over. It's a horrible waste, but I just can't do it.

How about you? Do you have any OCD tendencies? I've heard it said that "Everyone is a little OCD."

Peace.
Stef.

Comments

I am a big list maker. And, when I am VERY stressed I sometimes have to double/triple check that I locked the car or the house door, other than that I share nothing in common with Monk.

Really nice example of show don't tell.:-)
Stef said…
Thanks so much for the sweet comment! :)

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