So.. you can tell something is wrong with me.

Routines, routines. Ahh the fiber that holds my very soul together is routine. You can't change one portion of my routine, not one element or things just go... awry. This is something I have come to terms with long ago. The fun that is staring at a computer screen for half the night is very little by choice and very much because I feel like I have to. I am trying to break myself slowly by creating activities for myself and the kids to do. So far its working well. The kids hardly notice my sneaking on-line here and there.

Apparently random segues are also an OCD thing because that first paragraph had very little to do with my point except that I crave, desire, have to have, cannot live without... routine. Its why quitting smoking was so hard, why I tap a credit card twice on the counter (much to the annoyance of my boss) after every transaction, and why when I got leave to run the company shuttle (part of my duties at work) I grab keys, shop cell phone, purse, personal cell phone. Then I check keys, shop cell phone, purse, personal cell phone. Then I walk the longest way around the counter into the waiting area and alert my rider that I am in fact ready for them.

I get to the Durango. Key in the slot, click right, unlock, click left, lock, click right unlock. Open door. Unlock all doors, remove key from door, climb in, check mirror right, check mirror left, check mirror right, check mirror left. Adjust mirror right, adjust mirror left, readjust mirror right, readjust mirror left, rear view check. Run rear windsheild wipers, adjust seat. Readjust seat. Run front windshield washer fluid and wipers. 1. 2. 3. Start Durango. Okay you get the idea I think. Its VERY precise.

Fortunately if I skip a step I have talked myself out of starting over. To most outside it appears as though I am doing a safety check, so i think I am in the clear as far as people thinking I am weird(er than normal).

Anyway. That's sorta a back story because what had happened was, on Friday my boss's sister-in-law required use of the durango for a camping trip or whatever so I had to drive her Lexus. Not overly a huge deal once I figured out how to turn the A/c off (I hate A/c) and work the radio. So I was unaware that this SIL was going to be taking said company shuttle so I never bothered to remove my three CDs that I keep in the console for those moments when I am heading out or back without a customer in tow. Moist of my customers are blue haired old ladies and have little respect for the fine art of Bad Religion, Social Distortion and Alkaline Trio (the three CDs I happened to have in the shuttle).

Now Monday rolls around and I am okay with driving the Lexus. Its messed up my routine a few times because the keys feel funny but like I said before, I am lucky in that sense. I talk myself into the change and all works out well. I get the Durango back at about 10 am. Just in time to make a bank run. Now when I left the Durango it was on Bad Religion's Atomic Garden minute 1:19 (I glanced over as I shut the vehicle off).

I cringed as I started the vehicle, knowing it would be on a different song and... What? What's this? Social Distortion? The SIL used my CDs. No big deal. I take a deep breath. I did, afterall leave them in the vehicle.

No. Why I had to pull over, irritated as a bat in a griddle turned on high was because this woman, this borrower of Durango, and user of CDs, had put the CDs back.. not only in the wrong cases... But she put two CDs in one case.

Fortunately there was no one in the vehicle with me or they would have been privy to just how colourful my vocabulary can be as I lovingly dusted of my precious Cds and pu them back in their cases, protected from the elements and scratches and horrid people that put them back in the wrong spot.

What kind of person *does* that?!

What kind of horrid sociopath OCD hater puts two CDs in one case?! They weren't even able to be alphabetized at that point because it was the Social D and the AT CD. Sigh. I swear they sounded just a little bit disheartened when I put them in to listen to them all the way through. Track 3, 9, 12, 1,4,10,2,5,8.