Release the nerd that is inside you, and let him run free, pocket protector in place and glasses firmly pushed up his nose.
Let him run amok amongst your possessions and you will soon have beautifully ordered shelves, alphabetised CDs, DVDs, and novels.
Your linen will be folded precisely, starched creases perfectly aligned, not a wrinkle to mar those pristine sheets.
Let him hang your curtains, each pleat symmetrically arranged and equidistant from the mid point of the pole.
Allow him free rein in your larder, every can arranged by use by date, every container of pulses lined by height and cross referenced by colour.
Give him access to your chest freezer and miraculously those long forgotten packets of meat will find their way to the surface.
Show him the washing up and you will see that not only will each item be meticulously cleaned, every crevice excavated, every blemish hygenically removed but that inner nerd will then ensure that every spotlessly clean item is put away in its place before it has chance to gather a speck of dust.
And today my inner nerd earned his golden star by sorting out my wool store, bagging all the matching skeins together neatly, then sorted all the oddments by colour, alongside project ideas, patterns books and needles.
Of course it wasn't me, do I look like the sort of person who arranges their yarn by cotton content, colour and weight? My nerd did it.......
(I was going to call this post "anally retentive" but thought that may attract the wrong sort of reader.)