Last night, Craig picked me up from work (he is a gentleman of leisure this week while I, lucky as I am, get to work right up until the 24th!) and we about to select a DVD to watch when he opened the drawer and said:
Craig: I ... may have done something bad.
Craig: I may have done something a little OCD.
Me: What? Did you alphabetise them?
Craig: ... maybe.
Me: Baby, that's not OCD, that's awesome. Ahh!
That poor poor man, my crazy is apparently contagious.