I struggle to find a way of decribing what I do.
Its all to do with cleaning and particular type of cleaning.
I dont call it OCD because its not all the time and I dont feel the need to do the other stuff that sufferers are ruled by.
Mine stems from the illness of my DD. I had to keep stuff clean because she was immunocompromised. I knew it was a control thing. I knew that I was doing it and I know I am doing it now. It was compounded by my DS severe atopic eczema. It means I have a further excuse to keep cleaning because I am protecting him from dust now.
When I start cleaning I can feel my pulse and heartrate increase and I get a buzz that keeps me going for hours. If there is dust and 'food dirt' in the house I cant leave it. I start burbling about it to OH, decribing what I am going to do to get rid of it!
These feelings go way, way up in times of stress.
I know that no one is going to die if my lampshades are dirty but I cant quite leave it to chance. I also 'feel' the dust all over me IYSWIM.
BUT it doesnt rule my life so I dont class it as OCD. I class it as a normal coping reaction to a terrible, traumatic event in my life.
I am not a person who would normally be motivated to clean because I am quite lazy. My house is not what you would expect from someone with a problem. It looks like a normal family home.
But there is no dust behind the radiators or on the skirting boards and I hoover under the sofas and beds every day!
I suppose it has its advantage in that it does really help with DS's eczema managment.
After that ramble - YANBU. I wouldnt decribe what I do as OCD so lining up a few books and worrying if the iron has been turned off is NOT is it?