Hola!
Didn't really know of this lady......I watch House Hunters and Designed to Sell on HGTV. Thats about it.

I bet you would die if my kids had the run of your house. I used to be anal about my house also, but gave up after I had kids and pets!

Have a great time at HOB-Xgames event:) Besos, Db

Gotta love OCD!! Comes and goes in my life. My brothers say they would rather visit in the spring/summer/fall when the kids can play outside because im always, no hands on the walls, only 2 toys out at once, eat in the kitchen only etc...but, love to cook with the kids and the kitchen gets trashed!! I'll find Christmas cookie frosting under the cabinets in JUNE. Grubby little paws. Freaks me out but, realize I can go on. Hehe.

I love Chase... as an aspiring designer I look up to her and love her work.
I am glad to know there are more people with OCD. Although you are a little more extreme than me I let people sit on the sofa, but I do disinfect everything after people leave...especially the bathroom. I hate germs.
Love your show Dave it is the bright spot in my week that I look forward to!
Amanda

I don't have obsessive disorder to do with tidiness, I do seem to obsessively check out this blog! Anyway was talking about obsessions today, people do get obsessed with weird stuff! anyway can't watch this at present because no headphones, but you don't let people sit on the sofa? Actually I lived with someone like that once, asked me to put a towel on the sofa before I sat down, we were clearly not compatible so I moved into a house with an ant infestation. I suppose someone did go to the effort of sprinkling ant killer all over the surfaces, but they forgot to tell anyone so people were preparing food on it. No-one died, but a few developed issues in later life- possibly due to consumption of ant killer powder. Who knows.

I can kind of understand the couch thing.
Maybe because I lived with it. My Grandmother had a old Victorian dark green velvet couch with DOWN feather seat cushions. We weren't allowed to sit on it and "dent" it. We were only allowed to sit at the Kitchen table.
AND my mother being the good Italian woman that she was had custom made clear plastic covers for the sectional in our livingroom when I was growing up. God forbid you sat on the couch without that horrible plastic.