People recruit me on the daily to help them organize their life. Whether it’s the pantry, garage, or even their personal relationships, I’ve see it all (not that I want to). However tedius these tasks can be, it comes rather easy to me, mainly due part to my border-line OCD. Do I really think I have OCD? No. Nonetheless, my organization skills resemble those of a soccer mom with 6 children, all partaking in extra-curricular activities.