Confess your OCD quirks. Right now.

I’ve got a thing with keys. I’m always thinking I’m going to lock them in the car or in the house or forget them somewhere.

When Wendy and I go somewhere, and if she drives, we get out of the car and before the doors shut, I ask her: “you have the keys?”

Every time. I ask every time we get out.

I also jingle my keys in my pocket when I get out of my car, just to make sure I didn’t forget them.

I drive myself nuts sometimes.

I know. I’m a freak.

Your turn to confess. Click here and embrace your freakish self.

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