I’ve mentioned more than once that I have a slight – slight – case of OCD. I have no idea when or how I discovered this fact, but I think it’s safe to say, (in the words of Lady GagGag), that I was born this way. It’s no secret that I have a truck-load of quirks, (Remember, I did work in jail!) and I operate best when everything is in its place.
I was standing in line at the grocery store a few days ago, when it dawned on me that I am all kinds of crazy. When the cashier handed cash back to me, I turned it all the same direction before filing it – in denominational order – in my wallet. The gal behind me let out a loud sigh that told me she didn’t appreciate me standing at the register a mere fourteen seconds while I took care of my business.
She’s lucky I had my Women of Faith t-shirt on, or I might have given her a piece of my mind.
(I’m just keeping it real, here.)
Over the years, McDaddy has learned to adapt – and even embraces – my quirks.
Well, most of them, anyway.
He does not however, embrace my love of lighting elements.
1. When I’m at home, I like the front door to be open (saying WELCOME!) and all the lights to be on. McDaddy (God love him!) is a firm believer in energy and HVAC conservation, and prefers the doors and blinds closed and the lights off. (We go round and round every single time he turns off a light in the room I’m in.)
2. I never, ever sleep in socks. In fact, I don’t even really like socks. It would thrill me to wear flip-flops 365 days a year.
3. And speaking of shoes, I rarely EVER go barefoot outside. When I see people at theme parks and public places without shoes, it makes me cringe because that is straight-up nasty.
4. I prefer to drink soda from a COLD 20 ounce bottle. It is my belief that when a soda sits in a fridge for any amount of time, it loses fizz or flavor (usually both!) and is gross. On any given day, there are three or four 20 oz. bottles of coke in the fridge that have about three swigs left. I pretty much have to make myself drink those, and usually gag doing it.
5. As a general rule, I never, ever buy generic cereal or poptarts.
6. Canned foods are lined up with labels facing forward in the cupboards. Same with drinking glasses. I’m pretty sure it’s a sickness.
7. I hate to see numbers on my badge APPs on my iPhone. When my voicemail badge has a number by it, I have to erase it or it drives me
crazy crazier. I rarely ever have WWF plays waiting on me because I can’t stand seeing the number notification on there.
8. I make my bed as soon as I get out of it in the morning. It is something I’ve done for many, many years.
Yes, my freak flag flies high some days.
9. I am the bookkeeper for Stevie’s baseball team. I am pretty particular about the book. Recently, one of the dads kept the book until I could make it to the game from an appointment. Y’all! HE USED A FRIGGIN PEN. Once I got home, I ripped the pages out and recopied them in my writing, WITH A PENCIL. Because of that, there is a running joke among the baseball parents that I am OCD about the book. A fact that I do not deny.
10. It is
difficult impossible for me to STAY FOCUSED on any one thing for long periods of time. That fact, makes that baseball book a tough gig at times. It is also the main reason I am up so late every night. I sit down with my laptop at 10 PM thinking I can crank a blog post out in a reasonable amount of time, and lo and behold, the iPhone starts to ding with every Words With Friends play, and that number shows up on the badge APP, and then I make the plays, return to the blog post and then discover another episode of Dance Moms or DCC Making the Team on the DVR, and then the next thing you know it is midnight and I’m over on Facebook nosing in somebody’s bidness.
It is interesting to note that I am writing this very sentence at 1:12 AM.
11. I have about 213 pairs of sunglasses. I wore glasses and/or contacts for many years, so I never purchased sunglasses. After LASEK surgery though, I became a sunglasses buying fool. Although I have several [read: A LOT] pairs of sunglasses, I rarely have a pair when I need them because I often forget and leave every single pair in the same vehicle glove box. That fact drives this crazy OCD gal nuts.
Believe me, I could go on-and-on because my crazy spans for miles, but it’s late and Dance Moms – The Reunion is on, not to mention I’m up to 839 words and y’all are probably bored to tears, so I’ll stop now.
Care to share a quirk?