Candy OCD

I have issues, but I'm sure this comes as no surprise since I've mentioned this before.

Every Halloween since I was a kid I would bring home my candy and count it. My OCD (counting in particular) goes way back.

This year was no different, well actually it was. See I don't even make sense anymore. Could be the head cold medicine with a glass of wine talking. But back to my point (if there really is one) ((and is anyone still reading this)) ((( I'm losing it!))) - this year I thought I wasn't going to be as "anal" as I have been in the past.

But the other day got the best of me and I couldn't resist it any longer. I had to do it. I am so ashamed (not really, but I thought it sounded like the right thing to say.)

Not only did I count it, but I sorted it by candy type, in rows, with the labels all facing the same direction.

Somebody help me.

Do you know how hard it was for me to put the candy back into the bowl and see it all get messed up and unorganized? But at least I got a picture of my craziness organizational method. And every time I see it, it makes me happy and also I realize what a freak I really am.

Ugh.

I really hope my kids don't acquire this annoying habit of mine, but I think I may have already passed it on.

Here's some proof.