I am aware that I suffer with a bit of the old ‘OCD’, I love nothing more than a clean house and cannot relax in an unorganised never mind untidy space. It was never really a problem, that was until I had kids. My OCD seems to have ramped up a few notches since having children and I blame it all upon the endless amounts of toys which I feel should be kept tidy, organised and obviously as a ‘complete’ set. Trying to tidy up when you have children is utterly pointless, it is comparable to sweeping the pavements during a …
