OCD and the Dishwasher

While emptying the dishwasher the other day, I noticed that someone had organized the silverware by type while still in the machine. Since this is not my habit, and because I am the one in our two-person household who normally loads the dishwasher, I could only assume that my Handsome Husband's obsessive-compulsive tendencies had set in.

I confirmed this later at dinner.

Me: "Honey, have you ever reorganized the silverware in the dishwasher?"
He didn't even act surprised.
HH: "Of course. It's a lot easier to empty the dishwasher that way."
Me: "Do you remember the time you announced you were obsessive-compulsive after reading that article in Reader's Digest?"
HH responded with a hand gesture I shall not describe on a family-oriented blog.

I later discussed this aberrant behavior with my brother Scott, only to find that he agreed with my husband.

Me: "He reorganized the silverware in the dishwasher by type."
Scott: "Of course. It's a lot easier to empty the dishwasher that way."
Me: "What? You know, there's medication for that. Besides, it encourages silverware nesting and may not get cleaned."
Scott: "It's less likely to nest if you put in in 'business end up.'"
Me: "But that's dangerous! You could stab yourself with the knives & forks while trying to get them out."
Scott: "I find that an element of danger makes housework more interesting."

Clearly, OCD runs in my family. My future children are doomed.