Disorganized or Perfectionist?

Michael signed us up for a, I'm not sure what you'd call it, a virtual 5k?, thru his work.  Basically you run/walk and then send in a photo.  I'm not really sure the details. We did the jog/walk this AM.  We did a little sprint at the end and a woman said, "I think she won," which is at least the 2nd time we've been jogging and an older woman has cheered me on :).

After that we did our attempt at a weekly money discussion trying to get on the same page with buying a house etc.  (I say attempt as we have been doing it, but last week I was camping and the week before he was camping, and a couple other weekends in Aug we were on camping/trips as a family.  So we are trying to get back on schedule now.) Anyway our discussion today went really well.  At one point it began to go sour, but we just paused for a moment and were able to redirect in a positive manner.

We are both going to consult some resources to try to find someone who knows more about owning property as tenants in common (which allows for unequal ownership).  I know about it in general, but I would like someone with more expertise to consult. 

When we were talking about the inheritance of a home, say if we both died in a car accident, Michael completely heard me backwards about what I'd like to happen with my "share".  Fortunately I restated it in a way that made us realize the misunderstanding which put him at ease.

Then another thing that has been on pause the past month and a half is going thru the house. I want to go thru the house, before, we move to get rid of things we no longer want or need.  We were making good progress in July and then the aforementioned camping trips etc happened so that has been on hiatus.  Today I pointed out to Michael (because I am the nag on this), that he likes the results of this work and to remember that. He agreed.  He was describing me as disorganized - because for example in the tool closet/area in the basement, I just want to get things on the shelf and he wants to think it thru.  I showed my file cabinet/closet etc and said I am not disorganized, however I definitely am also not a perfectionist.  I think both he and my parents were/are perfectionists.  They either can have something be a disaster or be perfect, and will let their need for perfection prevent them from making something better. I don't care if it is perfect, so I will hastily clean something up to get it to a level of acceptability. This made sense to Michael and he ultimately agreed with me that this was a better description.