These are great. My mother has severe obsessive compulsive disorder, like, it drives this woman bonkers whenever something is out of place. It meant that our house was always spick-and-span when I was growing up. Now that I'm on my own, I'm starting to realize that I've taken some of that with me, and it gets worse as time goes on. It never interferes with my life or anything, but my apartment is spotless and everything is in a certain order the way I intended it to be. I've wondered for a while if I've just simply taken after my mother's sense of order and cleanliness or it's been passed on to me genetically...