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Originally Posted by StoicStone

I can't stand disorder. My shoes are always neatly lined up at the foot of the bed. If a book is hanging out slightly from the shelf I have to straighten it. My drawers are always neatly arranged with certain articles of clothing in a certain placement. (like t-shirts on the left, long sleeved shirts on the right.) and I dust on a daily basis because I can't stand seeing dusty shelves, etc. My bed is always made with perfect hospital corners.
It isn't because I was in the military, I have been this way since childhood.

Perhaps we were twins separated at birth?