I'm a bit obsessive-compulsive, in a rather passive sense (I can't be bothered to go to the doctor and find out if there's an actual disorder-type thingy). Whatever the deal is, it's seemed to worsen this year.
Just as an example, if I light a candle in the house -- odds are 50/50 that I will later, after leaving, panic and think that I left it burning. (it's never still burning.) I've driven home from work or other errands, or called the property manager to go in. Then I feel like a fool, but I still do it the next time.
There's also the standard cooking worries (left the coffee maker on, left the stovetop burner on). They never pan out.
So the question is, if I'm so constantly concerned about the state of my home, why the hell am I such a slob?