A housekeeper with OCD, a dog with OCD and one other thing

Anyone who has ever had a conversation with me or read anything I've written won't be very startled to learn that I am not the very best house keeper in the world. I'm disorganized. I make piles of stuff. My desk is a mess. So for the last ten years I have been paying someone to come every two weeks and clean up after me. Unfortunately that person was a very nice woman who didn't do  that much better of a job than I do. She also had a habit of breaking things and then hiding them in a...