I'm totally nuts about some things. I have to peg my washing out so there is a symmetry to the items, the colours, the colours of the pegs. Yet here I am in a bedroom where tidy means 20 bags on the floor, not bags and contents spilt over the floor. Yet, I won't put other stuff on the floor ever, because floors are so dirty.

I think for me these things are manifestations of my depression and my coping mechanisms rather than full blown OCD. I definitely have the traits, but maybe not the condition.