Like you I had to be a perfectionist growing up. If I did not make straight A's I was in trouble. If the dishes were not done in correct order I had to do them all again, I remember when we got a dishwasher, it was the happiest day of my life. My bed was checked daily to make sure it was made the correct way. I had a schedule that was to be done when I came home from school. Walk in the door, sweep and mop the downstairs starting in one corner and going throughout the house. Wash dishes, dust from top to bottom of the house. Then work on the upstairs clean each room in a specific order and vacuum when done. To this day I still clean in the exact way I was taught because if I did not do it the way I was told to I had to do it all over again.
Many of the things I have been able to release but I can't release the cleaning order, it's become a habit to me. Now my children I never did that to them, they cleaned the way they wanted to, there was no correct or incorrect way.