OCD

So, I have been testing myself to see how much will power I have. I normally dust my house twice a week and vacuum about every 2-3 days depending on my schedule. I dont even need to do it I just feel like its dirty and if I see one piece of dog hair I assume it is in places all over the house that I didnt see. So I then obsessively clean every inch of everything. So I knew that Jon would be home this weekend and I was trying to wait until Friday to clean because I would be cleaning extra well. The last time I vacuumed was last Tuesday, one week ago. I only had 3 days to go and I cracked. I am not sure what caused the break down, probably the destruction of Walter, our 5 legged squirrel toy. So in conclusion I have no will power at all, I have OCD and I am a germaphobe. Secondly, I have been training my dogs to be good alone in the house while I am gone for longer periods of time. They normally stay outside but because of the upcoming winter, Kirra's lack of fur, and the climate we will be experiencing in Seattle I have decided to get them used to being house dogs. They sleep inside and are inside whenever I am home but since the addition of Kirra to our family they have not been left alone inside very much. When we lived in an apartment before we bought our house we had Marley and Sophie. We lived there for a year and they never harmed anything so they are not the problem. Kirra, my mini horse, doesnt understand that I love my things and she sees pillows, rugs, and anything she can reach, which includes everything but the mantle, as fun things left for her. So I put my remote controls on the mantle because she LOVES them and proceed to go out for the evening. I returned to find everything intact, or so it seemed, with the exception of Walter. Which is fine because that's her toy and she can destroy him as much as she wants, better than my wall. Later on did I realize my dog is a wierdo. She had moved my bathroom rugs into the guest bathroom, and those into mine. She had moved pillows from one couch to another. And had eaten all the chocolate candy out of my fall leaf dish wrappers and all. The only thing keeping me from calling an exorcist was the little drool marks on the corners of everything. So I picked the right dog? She is just like me. I guess she thought I needed help decorating, but she's a goof. Which is better than her eating the dry wall like my uncles dog. So, today I made these red river burgers, they have adobo sauce and serano peppers. They were awesome! I am worried about Kirra eating the chocolate though. Not so much for the candy but for the wrappers. When she was a baby she ate an entire piece of a rope. and then could only poo it out a little and Jon had to pull it out. EW! Hopefully it wont come to that, because if so, that will be one hell of a welcome home present. PLUS I got the best welcome home present for him ever, I will post later about it just in case he reads this I dont want to spoil it!