Does anyone have funny quirks about themselves like:

Can't sleep in a totally dark room--MUST have a nightlight of some sort (we have 2 in our bedroom, plus the dusk-to-dawn light just outside one of the windows, plus the hall has a nightlight I can see from my side of the bed). I have a real phobia about total darkness, always have.

Have to drink out of glass, not plastic, & even when I take it clean out of a cabinet, have to rinse it out first. Glasses in cabinet must be stacked open side down (no bugs or germs can get inside!) and I never drink after somebody else. If it's in a can I have to pour it all out first so I can make sure nothing else is in the can.

Foods on my plate can't touch each other. I eat one thing at a time, never mix foods. Never eat anything I can't clearly identify or that looks like it's already been chewed up once (like oatmeal).

I will kill a snake or a spider but walking stick bugs will send me shrieking & running away-fast.

Do not DO NOT breathe on me! Ever!
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I didn't think I was that bad until I read this and was saying I do that!...and that...and that.
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So here is the not so short list of mine and some of these are the same as others but it would be a lot of quotes so you know who you are.

-Food can NOT touch and if it does I won't eat the parts that touch. (Except for potatoes they are neutral territory
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) I will only eat one food at a time starting with my least favorite and working up.

-Food in the pantry must be sorted and have all lables pointing foreward.

-Sticky freaks me out and I work at a daycare. I know crazy right?

-I collect ink pens from everywhere I go but only have three or four that I actually use. God forbid if anyone takes one of my pens though.
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-TP goes OVER. My bf and I have had some fun arguments over this one. He likes under I have to have over. One day he fixed it so I couldn't turn it over so I took all the tp off the roll but a bit and took the rest of the pack with me to work. Since then it's been over and he doesn't even try to argue.
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-When I am mad or upset I bake. Gets to be a problem when I don't want to eat anything I have cooked so family usually gets whatever it is. Sometimes I swear my bf makes me mad just so I'll bake something. (I try not to have sweets around to much)

-When I do dishes I do them in order glasses, plates/bowls, silverware then pots/pans. Don't know why I've always done it like this.

-I also run and jump into bed at night like something is going to get me. Don't really get this either since I have tons of storage totes under there and there isn't any space for anything to hide.

-Closet door must be closed at night

-When I eat colored candy I sort it into colors and then eat some of each so the piles are even. Then I eat my least favorite flavor first and work up to the best.

-I am terrified of fish. Let me explain this one though. I love to go fishing and have a fishtank in my room but I will not go swimming in any body of water that isn't clear. When I was little my dad was watching a show on Discovery about the "Monsters of the Deep." It had the scary fish like the angler fish and others from way down on the bottom of the ocean. We went up to Wappapello Lake (sp?) here in Missouri every once in a while to swim and have some fun. After I saw this I was convinced that they were in the lake and they were going to grab my feet while I swam. I know they are only in the ocean but to this day I can't swim in murky water.

-I am terrified of needles ( like to give shots) but once when bored and in high school I sewed all of my fingers together. (Not actual skin but that bit around your nails you can't feel) I know I was kinda disturbed.
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-Last but not least all my Dvd's must be in alpha order and even though I have tons of them I know when even one is missing and will search till I find it.

Wow this sounds so much worse when typing it all out.
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I'll post more if I think of them.
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Same here!

And my spice racks (all 3 of them) are arranged alphabetically, too.

Well, the CDs didn't last after I had children, either, BUT, the spice racks are still alphabetical!
 
I am not paranoid and I am certainly not superstitious. It's just that some
things have got to be 'cause that's the way it's got to be.

I love watching Adrian Monk !

I see a lot of me is some of these posts. Not going to say which ones...

IF you're in my chair...I'll wait until you move. We go to my parents, I've got a chair.
Don't bother my chair.

Heaven forbid we have dinner at mom's and somebody's in my chair...I'll starve before
I surrender.

Never for any reason sit with your back to the door.

Black cats are not a superstition. We were going shopping once...even got to the parking lot.
Stupid black cat ran in front of the car. Certainly I turned around and came straight home. My
wife tried to talk me out of it...but I'm not that easy to fool. She told that cat had a white paw...
I don't think so.

And never, never, never for no reason try to touch me. It's all I can do to get a haircut. Can't
stand it.

But my biggy....that number after 12 and before 14. It doesn't exist. Don't use it. Don't say it.
I'm happy to give you fourteen dollars for something....or twelve. Keep count of the things in
my pockets....of the change I recieve....NOTHING allowed to add up.

But hey. None of this stuff makes us abnormal.

It's those people who go through life blissfully ignorant who have the problem.

No us....(at least I don't think I'm a problem.)
 
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lol I am the same. And I also hate it when my mom cleans stuff off the computer desk and throws it away, DRIVES ME NUTS WHEN I LOOK FOR STUFF I DON'T HAVE ANYMORE!
I always havta read befor i go to bed
I smell EVERYTHING (almost) thats how i know things....
If i can't see hear or smell I feak out (I hate having a cold)

whoa that alot.....
 
If at all possible, even numbers and numbers that end in 5 must be avoided. If I'm timing something or changing the volume on the television, I always make sure the number is an odd number that doesn't end in 5. Otherwise I drive myself nuts thinking about it. Example: recipes that call for an hour of cooking time will be timed for 59 minutes.

I have to treat all my pets equally. I can't pet one dog without petting the other, and I've gone so far as to give my chickens treats, one by one, to be sure they each get the same amount.

I write the alphabet, over and over again. You know how some people can't help but doodle if they have a pen in their hand? That's me, except I can't get past the alphabet. Now I confine myself to paper and do it only if I'm on the phone or waiting at a doctor's office, but I used to write it on my arms and legs, in books, on assignments, and back in high school my mother would get so exasperated with me because all her canned goods would be covered in the alphabet.

I used to be someone who couldn't stop washing her hands, scratching her head, and someone who had to touch things with both hands and counted her steps because she couldn't stand feeling like the sides of her body were uneven, but I've overcome those and all the evidence that's left of my OCD is what I wrote above . . . I'm very proud of myself, and can happily live with the quirks I have now.
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my closet.... first short sleeve shirts in order by color, then long sleeves: by color, skirts: shortest to longest, coats and jackets: light to heavy. In the winter I put the coats in between long sleeve shirts and skirts, since i do not wear skirts in the winter often. Under the clothes I have a small shelf that I keep jeans, shorts, bike shorts, and dress pants organized specifically by function. And I have a small dresser in which i organize underclothes, tanktops, swimsuits, and socks in order by color size and material.

i keep my kitchen organized just as meticulously. pans stacked largest on bottom with smaller ones going up, lids in a seperate pile behind them stacked nicely, a drawer specific for baking, etc... i freaked out on the BF the other day for hiding my strainer on me... it was in the fridge with apples in it... he defrosted some chicken on the top shelf last week and didnt put it in a bowl, so when it started leaking out juice it went all over everything in the fridge... he rinsed the apples off, but left them in my pasta strainer... so when i went to get it, it was mia and i never keep it in the fridge so i started getting worried that it vanished into a black hole. (not the first time it would have happened! i swear i am attached to a black hole, somehow!)

i'm pretty much the same with everything....
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way to go on conquering your OCD habits!

In defence of the dish washers who do glasses first... seriously, who wants grease on the glasses? You wash the glass and less nasty stuff first, and pots n pans last because they're the dirtiest! Saves on water, if you did the pans first, you'd have to drain and refill for the glasses!
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We're not all nuts for no reason!
 
tp went over til my cat moved in.... then she started unravelling the rolls! now its under... lol, my bf wants it over still, but its too much a pain in the butt to reroll it every time you need to pee
 

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