My problem: my bags.
My bags, bank, guild bank, money and equipment must be tidy. I can't log off for the night until this is done. I used to joke that it was a mini game for me - and people have actually asked me to help tidy up their bags and banks for them. A kind of Warcraft Clean House or something... I come and salvage your hideously cluttered bank before it collapses on you one day in an avalanche of old blues, trinkets, and items you'll never need but you can't bear to part with "just in case".
I get all tingly just thinking about it.
Here are my self-imposed rules:
I'm so obsessed with tidy bags and a tidy bank that people often sabotage my efforts for laughs. While standing at the bank and rearranging things with my usual tunnel vision, I realised guildies were giggling on vent, and found out they were standing there too, moving one item so that it was out of place, and then timing how long it took me to find the item and move it back.
Who did this? Wrong.
Wrong, wrong, WRONG!
Current guildmembers have put vendor food, level 5 potions, and other junk in the bank to irk me. One dumped about 500 raw fish in there purely to fill up all the tabs. In the Sunwell days, it was that awful free oil that you got from the daily quests - I had to change the guild MOTD to say NO MORE BLESSED WEAPON COATING, and threaten people with violence if they put anymore of the stuff in there (we're talking about 4 columns of it at one stage). Occasionally someone would do it anyway, just to push me. I would vendor it and loudly claim the 15s as "stupidity tax" or a small wage for the time I have to spend cleaning up after people who dump vendor trash in the bank.
If you guys are reading this, and you know who you are, I'm shaking my fist at you.
Possibly the best abuse of my sickness was the time that a friend spent about an hour rearranging the entire guild bank alphabetically (which, of course, meant that potions were not with potions, gear was not with gear, and trade goods were not where they were meant to be). My head nearly exploded. I couldn't stay mad for long though, because I really had to admire his diligence and dedication to the cause.
Tidy bags make me really happy.