You got that right. Hubby loves to go with me to the grocery store. He leisurely walks around looking at all of the interesting items, not helping me with the list unless I give item-by-item instructions. This is while I, on the other hand,
have a list in Excel arranged in order of the aisles in the store. I am hauling a$$ so much to get the heck out of there that I have had several collisions. Once the automatic door at Kroger didn't open as fast as I expected, and I broke it. OOPS!
Even when hubby (God love him) helps me unload the groceries, he takes each item, one by one, out of the bag. Then one by one, he takes them to the pantry/fridge. I, on the other hand, arrange the items on the conveyor belt according to where they will end up on my shelves so that they will be bagged in that order. Then instead of emptying the bags, I carry a bag over to the appropriate shelf and unload it all at once. It really saves time.
Can we say OCD?