What plus what equals...OCD?

Math is not my forte. But I've recently realized a series of equations that actually seem to make sense. For example:

Thursday, July 16th = last day of work

Last day of work = first day of packing.

Packing = 'yes, this is really happening'.

'yes, this is really happening' = OCD.

OCD = cleaning out every drawer, closet, basket, storage apparatus and organizing all components by thoughtfully placing each in a box on which, I've meticulously labeled with a list of all innards.




And all that crazy, listed above = three more days of total denial of the packing project that lies ahead.

We're moving? Since when?