Lately I've been thinking about people's quirks, specifically those of my close friends and family...I think I have way more than people realize. Actually, I'm pretty sure that my friends could come up with a much worse list, but I'm giving it a go...
I have to keep my car radio volume level on an even number.
I can't stand for people to scrape their plates with their silverware, but I could listen to nails on a chalkboard all day with no effect.
I love the words: fantastic, shimmer, dessert, deep, grace
I hate the words: unpack, leakage, zeitgeist, parse, merge
I have to wear matching bras and panties every day as much as laundry allows, and I get a bonus if I can match them to my clothes.
When I make a to-do list and then I do something that isn’t on the list, I will often write it on the list anyway and immediately cross it off.
If I use the bathroom during a football game and my team has a bad play while I’m gone, I can’t use that bathroom again until after the game.
After I put chapstick on, I rub my lips together so often that the chapstick only lasts for like 30 minutes.
I refuse to eat brussel sprouts.
I have to sleep on my husband’s left side from now on because that’s the side I slept on when we were first married.
I have to do all my shower processes in the same order or I forget what I’ve washed and what I haven’t.
When my husband jumps on the couch with the dog and it moves a quarter of an inch, I freak out. How will I ever find the exact indentation in the carpet again, and what travesty will occur if I can't?If I’m reading a good book, I have to cover up every word on the current page and the next page except for the sentence I am on, because I don’t want to accidentally read something that hasn’t happened yet.
I believe that if I wish upon a star, as long as I say in my head “Starlight, starbright, first star I see tonight, I wish I may, I wish I might, have this wish I wish tonight” first, my wish will eventually come true.
I have to have turkey at Thanksgiving.
I have to have ham at Easter.
Every morning I leave the house, I have to say to my dog, “OK, girl. I love you. See you this afternoon” and then make a kiss sound twice, or else I am sure that she will be upset and do something destructive while I’m gone, despite the fact that she hasn’t done anything bad in like 4 years. Probably because I’ve been saying my morning routine to her every day.
I worry about letting a car with a UT license plate out in front of me…does that mean that they will beat us because we’re suckers, or that we will beat them because we’re nicer?
I wonder what my dog’s voice sounds like inside her head. And oh yeah, I’m sure she has one.
So much more to come…
