I have to admit it ~ I'm stranger than I thought!

I didn't know just how strange and weird I was til I started taking stock... I think I could actually go on ~ there could be more! I wondered at first if I could come up with 6 and here I am still going... ~yikes~

1. I will never walk in front of a car that stops for me to cross ~ whenever possible I will look away so I don't make eye contact with the person and walk behind the car pretending to not want the car to bother. I've always felt a sense of pity ~ I know it's stupid but I can't help but feel it and I've always rejected pity... sympathy is quite something else but pity I can't/won't accept!

2. I do hate to wake up to a dirty kitchen ~ I'll stay up past my bedtime to clean it so I don't have to wake up to it. Having a dishwasher sure comes in handy with this one... ~wink~

3. I'm fussy about pasta ~ I have to use a timer for pasta to get it just right, rinse it right away, and it has to have some olive oil to keep it from sticking together. I do privately cringe when I see pasta on someone's table that has invited me to supper. I guess it's linked to one of those many episodes as a child being invited some place and having a huge hunk of pasta stuck together. Have you ever been there? Chewing, trying not to gag, etc... Okay, I have to stop now, no really! ~La,la,la,la~

4. My bread has to match up when I make sandwiches, toast, etc. If I get a sandwich that the bread in not matched up, I have to eat it without looking at it...

5. I hate panty hose and always have ~ I don't like the feel of them, the look of them, the price, etc. If women are expected to wear them, I think they should be free! It is torturous for me to even consider wearing them. I have done a total overall on my wardrobe so I never have to wear them. Oh, I know if invited to a formal, I won't be able to get out of it. But I continue to live on the edge, having none in my drawer...

6. I hate the sound of cardboard boxes/styrofoam and cardboard rubbing together ~yuck~ It puts a weird feeling in my jaw/teeth... Oh, you don't have to tell me it's strange ~ I figured that out for myself!

7. I have to have a clean nose ~ yes, a clean snout to function. And what's more, I have the ability to tell when others need to blow their nose. I developed this ability when we found out thru a Dr's diagnosis of course, that Lance had asthma. I was alert to the dirty nose thingy then and have never forgotten and I find myself wondering if children in Joy Club have asthma by the similar sounds, of yes, a dirty nose...

8. It bothers me to see spelling mistakes especially the words, there, their and they're but there are others... I mean it, it drives me up the wall!

Well, I'm stopping there even if I can think of more ~ maybe I'll have to continue to add as time goes on... ~blush~