with my mil's ocd, it got to the point where you accomodated so much that you felt like you were going crazy too.

is it normal to be saying thank you a thousand times for the same thing?

is it normal to be washing everything on the hot cycle with bleach?

is it normal to be going through a 96 load jug of laundry detergent in a week?

is it normal to wash your yogurt containers in the dishwasher before you put it in the recycling bin?

i was ironing bedsheets for them. <-- this pissed me off.

at some point, wouldn't you have to stop in order to save your own sanity?

how many times do i have to comfort her because her tarts were a bit burnt? or they didn't come out of the muffin tin in one piece?