Quirks

I think MOST of my quirks have already been posted about in one form or another here on the blog... Nevertheless here are a few more...

When I hear a song I totally love, I have to listen to it like 200 times, OVER AND OVER until I know every word, every breath, every ooh and ahh, and am able to internalize its story.

I prefer high-thread count sheets (850 acceptable, but 1000 preferred). However, if I come for a visit, don't worry... I wont throw a fit. I will just sleep with socks on. :)

It takes me a while to get "settled" into bed, and then I have to wake up to turn the pillow to get to the cold side through out the night.

I grunt in the morning (or any time I am tired). I don't use full words, as I am not a morning person. Please only ask me yes or no questions so I can then respond with the appropriate "uh-huh", "uh-uh", or "mmm-hmmm"...

I only shave my legs if I am going to wear a skirt, and then only up to my knees. Shaving above the knees requires more time and is reserved for "events" such as swimming, hahaha!

I cannot go to bed unless I floss. Otherwise I feel like my teeth have "visitors" and they feel "hairy" and "gross". In the morning, I hate talking to ANYONE or even on the phone until I have flossed and brushed. I MUST get rid of the morning "sweaters".

I cover my mouth and nose when I giggle, cuz I don't like the way I look when I laugh.

If I am listening to a song on my iPod, I have to let it finish before getting out of the car. If I am in a hurry and almost to my final destination, I will turn the iPod off before starting a new song. I think it is just rude to cut a performance short :)

Sometimes I feel like speaking in various accents; just for fun. My favorite is a British Accent, although I am not very good at it, and I end up slaughtering it, mixing it with a slightly varied South American and/or New Zealand accent.

I have roughly 3 stages of my sleep-deprivation cycle: Stage 1: Super-Fast Mile-a-Minute Chat. Stage 2: Slurring Words. Stage 3: Quiet. Emotional-hypersensitivity exists within all three realms.

If I overhear someone mispronounce a word (i.e. they say ex-pecially instead of e-specially or berf-day instead of birthday) I have to correct it in my mind.

I don't mind made up words, however. For example, I love the words "besties", "melty", "fundage", "boobage", etc...

I make faces when I talk. I don't mean to, but I do. I've been told I am just animated...

I used to lisp when I was a toddler and when I am soft-spoken, shy and/or "flirty" the lisp comes out.

Sometimes when I hear music I have the strong urge to conduct it... I fight the urge, especially in public, nevertheless, the urge is there.

I talk to practically everyone in public, whether I know them or not. I will even share with them my "humor" (or un-humor as my kids call it).

When I am tired, everything is suddenly funny or (pg-13) dirty.

When I shower I have a routine. I do not like to break this routine as I feel like time is then wasted or I might perhaps forget a step. Therefore it is: Get Wet. Shampoo. Rinse Hair. Conditioner. Body Wash. Shave Legs. Shave Pits. Rinse Hair. Rinse Body. Done. With shaving it takes 8 minutes. With out I can accomplish it in 5.

I talk to myself. At home, at work, even at the store. I even answer my own questions.

When I make my grocery list, it is made in accordance with the layout of the store. Additionally, product placement both in the cart as well as onto the conveyor belt is sorted by category (meat, dairy, frozen, canned, sundry, etc.)... why they cannot manage to bag them this way is beyond me...

I give people nicknames, as if they were characters in a fiction book. For example, if there is this creepy guy who always hangs out at the library that smells like soup and has a goiter on his neck, I refer to him as Creepy-Goiter-Soup Guy. I don't know why... I just do.

There are many other quirks I have too, such as which leg I place in my pants first, which foot goes into which shoe first, and when I put on my bra... HAHAHA! Just kidding!!!

Anyway, the point is that we all have our quirks... and the more I think about it, I do not want someone to love me in spite of all of these things, but because of all of these things.

Meaning, that once he gets to know me and love me AND my quirks, he would actually miss these quirky habits of mine if I was no longer around.

What about you? What are some of your quirky habits?