Wierd Quirks

Mandy

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I can't run the vaccum or take a shower when I'm home alone without shutting and locking the door to whatever room I'm in.
I'm scared someone will get me from behind and I won't hear them because of the vaccum or see them because of the shower curtain.
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:D

I have to have an even number of eggs in the carton at all times...it's a weight distribution thing, I swear. Well, that and it's easier to make patterns with an even number of eggs.
 
I can't walk through my own house at night without turning on lights along the way.
If I'm home alone and need to take a shower (especially at night) I lock every door on the way from the outside doors, to the shower.
 
I do the shower thing. I'm always afraid of someone sneaking up on my while I washing my hair with my eyes closed and scaring me. :)

Another quirk is that I have to read magazines and catalogs back-to-front. I get that from my mother. And I have to pull out ALL of those stupid inserts before I can peruse the magazine.
 
I do the shower thing. I'm always afraid of someone sneaking up on my while I washing my hair with my eyes closed and scaring me. :)

Another quirk is that I have to read magazines and catalogs back-to-front. I get that from my mother. And I have to pull out ALL of those stupid inserts before I can peruse the magazine.

I think we can thank the movie industry for the shower fear! :thumbdown:

I have to pull out all those inserts as well before I start reading...but I never read a magazine cover to cover...I always skip around according to the articles I want to read.
 
I forget to lock my doors alot. I live in the country and for a long time we wouldnt even lock the doors at night but now it is becoming alot more crowded and isnt really country anymore.

When I go to sleep I cannot have my feet under the covers and I cannot sleep with anything on my feet (like socks or slippers)
 
I sleep with my blanket around whichever side of my neck is exposed. I thank the movie The Lost Boys for that... some friends and I watched it at a slumber party when it was first out on VHS. Scarred me for life it did.
 
I have to be touching my purse in public. If I'm in a restaurant, it has to be pressed up against the wall or between my feet. If I'm in a movie theater, it has to be squished in between the seat arm & my body. If I'm at the grocery store, it has to be on my arm or in the baby seat with one of the straps hooked around one of my arms. I will periodically check by foot or hand to make sure it is still where I put it.

I hate changing lanes. If I'm less than 15 minutes from my destination and not in the lane I need to be in yet, I begin to get anxious.

I always eat my french fries first so that they don't get cold.

I check 3-4 times after leaving the bathroom at work to make sure my pants are zipped up.

If I don't get my granola bar eaten or my pop can opened before my coworker arrives in the morning, I wait until he goes on break or when he's on a delivery run before I do so. I feel bad to be making noise when we share a workroom.

I am semi-psychotic abt making sure my car is always locked even if I'm just running inside for a minute.

I always unzip my scrapping product as soon as possible never more than 5-6 hours after downloading it.

I hate small talk and leave the office for the day without telling anyone goodbye. Why do they care?

I have to have a badge to park in the work lot. I have to have this pulled out of my purse and lying on the seat beside me before I start the car up or I will worry all the way there that I've left it in the house, that I won't be able to get it out of my purse in time, etc. I have a 30+ minute commute.

I refuse to order anything on the phone: pizza, Chinese, etc. I hate it.

I am semi-psychotic abt my face getting wet. I face away from the water in the shower and 'back in' when I need to wash my hair. Washing my face with a washcloth or soap in the sink = okay. Sticking my face into the shower spray or letting water run down into my eyes = freaks me out.

I love picking off dead skin when I have a sunburn. I am usually able to resist picking Jeff's off mostly because it totally skeeves him out.

I can't sleep with socks on because it makes me too hot, but I have to sleep with the covers pulled all the way to my chin. To solve this dilemma, I stick one foot out from under the covers.

I always screen my cell phone calls. If it comes up as a number, rather than a name, I will not answer it.

I can't watch embarrassing things on TV. Not embarrassing for me, but embarrassing for the characters. I can't watch that new CBS show 'Worst Week' because he does so many dumb embarrassing things that I spend most of the show with my hands over my eyes.

Did you want more?!? *lol*
 
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I have to have a blanket on, even in the summer and it's a thin blanket. Can't be a sheet though, that's not enough protection. I don't want something freaky touching me in the middle of the night - hence the protection of the blanket.
 
I can't shower if I am home alone. The ONE time that Jeff has been gone overnight I showered at my mom's before I took the kids home.

I only eat pink and red starburst and only red and purple skittles. I prefer it if the color groups are in even numbers but if they aren't I will eat one quick and then eat them in pairs.

I'm sure I do more weird stuff. LOL
 
When I go to sleep I cannot have my feet under the covers and I cannot sleep with anything on my feet (like socks or slippers)

i'm the opposite, lol. i can't have my feet poking out from under the covers. i'm afraid something will get me. :p

if i'm home alone i don't like sitting with my back to an open doorway if the light isn't on. again, i'm afraid something will get me.

yes, blame all those scary movies on these irrational fears, lol.
 
I refuse to order anything on the phone: pizza, Chinese, etc. I hate it.

I am semi-psychotic abt my face getting wet. I face away from the water in the shower and 'back in' when I need to wash my hair. Washing my face with a washcloth or soap in the sink = okay. Sticking my face into the shower spray or letting water run down into my eyes = freaks me out.



Did you want more?!? *lol*

I'm totally with you on these two, LA. DH has to do all phone ordering, I refuse.

As for the shower thing, I have to hang a towel over the shower bar. The "back in" thing and facing away doesn't cut it for me. Even a tiny spray of water is enough to make me nuts. I don't care for water on my face from the sink either, but I tolerate it to avoid pizza face.
 
Anyone else really sensitive to smells? I freak out over smells... and DH never has any idea what I'm talking about.

Me: What's that smell!?
DH: What on Earth are you talking about?
Me: That SMELL... it smells like... poop... and death... and... and... vanilla
DH: I don't smell ANYTHING
Me: OMG I CANT STAND THE SMELL!!
**insert obsessive Febreze spraying here**
 
I hate ordering food on the phone. If you dont know alot of pizza places you can order online...love that.

I get really uncomfortable when I have to go somewhere and meet new people.

Oh and I hate chocolate. If it is like a snickers where there is caramel and nuts I can tolerate it but honestly I might have chocolate like two or three times a year. I never eat plain chocolate...ever
 
I can't run the vaccum or take a shower when I'm home alone without shutting and locking the door to whatever room I'm in.
I'm scared someone will get me from behind and I won't hear them because of the vaccum or see them because of the shower curtain.
:blink:

I can't walk through my own house at night without turning on lights along the way.
If I'm home alone and need to take a shower (especially at night) I lock every door on the way from the outside doors, to the shower.

And I have to pull out ALL of those stupid inserts before I can peruse the magazine.

I have to be touching my purse in public. If I'm in a restaurant, it has to be pressed up against the wall or between my feet. If I'm in a movie theater, it has to be squished in between the seat arm & my body. If I'm at the grocery store, it has to be on my arm or in the baby seat with one of the straps hooked around one of my arms. I will periodically check by foot or hand to make sure it is still where I put it.

I am semi-psychotic abt making sure my car is always locked even if I'm just running inside for a minute.

I always unzip my scrapping product as soon as possible never more than 5-6 hours after downloading it.

DITTO to all of these! lol
Except, LA, in the grocery store, I put mine in the baby seat & buckle it in! Then I still hold on to it!

Also, when I'm done shopping, I unlock the car, put my purse in the floor by the driver's seat, open the trunk, & lock the car back, THEN i load my groceries in the trunk!
 
Anyone else really sensitive to smells? I freak out over smells... and DH never has any idea what I'm talking about.

Me: What's that smell!?
DH: What on Earth are you talking about?
Me: That SMELL... it smells like... poop... and death... and... and... vanilla
DH: I don't smell ANYTHING
Me: OMG I CANT STAND THE SMELL!!
**insert obsessive Febreze spraying here**

OMG, my DH is INSANE about smells! I tell him he has a BionicNose because that man can smell even the faintest smell a mile away. He's so sensitive that certain smells (burning rubber, Luvs diapers to name a few) make him nauseous and sometimes vomit.

Its obnoxious. :glare:
 
me too...I smell smoke alot. It freaks me out. Ill be the only one who smells it and I will go through the house feeling the outlets to see if they are hot and trying to figure out where it is coming from. Ive never actually found it and it always jsut goes away.

ETA:smells make me nauseous too. Oh the burning rubber smell is the worst. And when our stove is running low on gas. That smell seriously makes me wanna hurl. I cant stand the way it smells. Like rotton eggs, cabbage and worn gym socks combined :p
Anyone else really sensitive to smells? I freak out over smells... and DH never has any idea what I'm talking about.

Me: What's that smell!?
DH: What on Earth are you talking about?
Me: That SMELL... it smells like... poop... and death... and... and... vanilla
DH: I don't smell ANYTHING
Me: OMG I CANT STAND THE SMELL!!
**insert obsessive Febreze spraying here**
 
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LMAO Annie. DH is like that. Usually I have no idea what he's referring to.

Awhile back I accidently knocked down the curtain rod in my livingroom - screws, anchors and all. We've just been too lazy to spackle, and redrill and all that stuff because we're remodeling and just going to have to re-do it again later anyway so our livingroom is open with nothing covering it.
It doesn't really bother me when other people are here but when I'm alone during the day it creeps me out - and at night it's really bad. The windows are large and look out over my back deck.
Daytime seems to be when I'm scared of someone standing there - like stalker UPS guy, just standing on my back deck and looking in my windows.
At night, it's more of a man with a ski mask, Jason or some random alien/ghost face person rubbing their hands along the window.
To remedy this, I don't look at the windows at night, while I'm walking by.
I keep my face down or put my hand to the side of my face to block the view.

Omg, I didn't know I was so wierd. :D:o
 
I hate changing lanes. If I'm less than 15 minutes from my destination and not in the lane I need to be in yet, I begin to get anxious.

haha! i do this too! even if my destination is waaaay down the road, i'll stay in the lane i need to be in sometimes. DH is always like "why don't you go around the slow ass semi..." :p but HWY 31, the main road through Kokomo can get very busy at times, and it can be hard to get over. plus, i'm not usually one to just push my way into traffic. i have to wait for the proper amount of space or someone to wave me in.
 
LMAO Annie. DH is like that. Usually I have no idea what he's referring to.

Awhile back I accidently knocked down the curtain rod in my livingroom - screws, anchors and all. We've just been too lazy to spackle, and redrill and all that stuff because we're remodeling and just going to have to re-do it again later anyway so our livingroom is open with nothing covering it.
It doesn't really bother me when other people are here but when I'm alone during the day it creeps me out - and at night it's really bad. The windows are large and look out over my back deck.
Daytime seems to be when I'm scared of someone standing there - like stalker UPS guy, just standing on my back deck and looking in my windows.
At night, it's more of a man with a ski mask, Jason or some random alien/ghost face person rubbing their hands along the window.
To remedy this, I don't look at the windows at night, while I'm walking by.
I keep my face down or put my hand to the side of my face to block the view.

Omg, I didn't know I was so wierd. :D:o
Whoa... sleep deprivation is teh hawt... I totally read:
I'm scared of someone standing there - like stalker UPS guy rubbing my back.

:blink::huh::glare: (thanks Lizzy for the new smiley obsession :glare: )
 
Before I was married, I lived alone in a ghetto garden-level apartment and I was scared that someone would sneak into my apartment and wait for me to return home to kill me.
Everytime I went to the bathroom, I had to first pull-back the shower curtain to be sure a killer wasn't waiting there to kill me as I did my business.
And when I got into my bed, I would jump from the door onto the bed so that whomever was under my bed couldn't grab my feet.

I'm totally comfortable in my home now. Even when DH is gone at night at work. We also have an alarm so that helps.
 
before i go to bed at night my house has to be spotless. i mean i will run the vacuum and be dusting at 3am if that's what it takes.

when i get out of my van i have to ask the kids to check for trash. i hate trash in the cup holders etc.

my clothes hanging in my closet have to be organized according to type. sweaters/long sleeves/short sleeves/tank top/pants/dresses. always.

i windex all surfaces that can be windexed every single day...sometimes twice. i have to.

most all of my quirks are clean related so i won't bore you with the rest.

i.am.a.freak.of.nature.

oh and i totally still do the jump onto my bed thing when it's late at night and the house is dark in fear of the zombies from i am legend.
 
LMAO Annie. DH is like that. Usually I have no idea what he's referring to.

Awhile back I accidently knocked down the curtain rod in my livingroom - screws, anchors and all. We've just been too lazy to spackle, and redrill and all that stuff because we're remodeling and just going to have to re-do it again later anyway so our livingroom is open with nothing covering it.
It doesn't really bother me when other people are here but when I'm alone during the day it creeps me out - and at night it's really bad. The windows are large and look out over my back deck.
Daytime seems to be when I'm scared of someone standing there - like stalker UPS guy, just standing on my back deck and looking in my windows.
At night, it's more of a man with a ski mask, Jason or some random alien/ghost face person rubbing their hands along the window.
To remedy this, I don't look at the windows at night, while I'm walking by.
I keep my face down or put my hand to the side of my face to block the view.

Omg, I didn't know I was so wierd. :D:o

i think this would creep me out too, lol.
 
before i go to bed at night my house has to be spotless. i mean i will run the vacuum and be dusting at 3am if that's what it takes.

when i get out of my van i have to ask the kids to check for trash. i hate trash in the cup holders etc.

my clothes hanging in my closet have to be organized according to type. sweaters/long sleeves/short sleeves/tank top/pants/dresses. always.

i windex all surfaces that can be windexed every single day...sometimes twice. i have to.

most all of my quirks are clean related so i won't bore you with the rest.

i.am.a.freak.of.nature.


umm. we are complete opposites. i don't clean like that, lol. i wish i could be like that. but i find it hard to keep up with my 3 children. they are so messy with their toys etc. plus, i'm lazy. plus, i really don't like my house. if i someday get my dreamhouse, then i'll keep it cleaner. i'm just not the greatest housekeeper. i do what needs to be done to get by. i hate that i'm like this, but i can't seem to change for very long, lol.
 
I used to be like this but I live with four people who could care less about having a spotless house so Ive learned to settle for picked up LOL. My area like my desk I clean alot and keep my cd's books organized in several ways. CD's are organized by genre, then by male/female artists and groups. My books are organized by type, height and author. I know Im kinda wierd
before i go to bed at night my house has to be spotless. i mean i will run the vacuum and be dusting at 3am if that's what it takes.

when i get out of my van i have to ask the kids to check for trash. i hate trash in the cup holders etc.

my clothes hanging in my closet have to be organized according to type. sweaters/long sleeves/short sleeves/tank top/pants/dresses. always.

i windex all surfaces that can be windexed every single day...sometimes twice. i have to.

most all of my quirks are clean related so i won't bore you with the rest.

i.am.a.freak.of.nature.

oh and i totally still do the jump onto my bed thing when it's late at night and the house is dark in fear of the zombies from i am legend.
 
Oh yeah, DH just reminded me of another one. When I'm hurried or upset, I write/type words backwards... but it'd take me forever to do it consciously.
 
Whoa... sleep deprivation is teh hawt... I totally read:
I'm scared of someone standing there - like stalker UPS guy rubbing my back.

:blink::huh::glare: (thanks Lizzy for the new smiley obsession :glare: )


No, that's called a p*rno. :D
 
I count things. Like if I see the word 'word', I will count how many times your pencil would change direction when writing it out. For example, word would be 9 times. Then I count how many times it would change to write 9 which is 1, then 1 is 3, 3 is 2 and 2 stops the chain. Then I can quit. :o I know, weird, right?
 
I count things. Like if I see the word 'word', I will count how many times your pencil would change direction when writing it out. For example, word would be 9 times. Then I count how many times it would change to write 9 which is 1, then 1 is 3, 3 is 2 and 2 stops the chain. Then I can quit. :o I know, weird, right?

And I'm now sitting here trying to figure out how exactly my pencil would change directions when writing the word "word." I even wrote it out. My pen never changed direction. I didn't for the word "nine" either. Weird.
 
I count things. Like if I see the word 'word', I will count how many times your pencil would change direction when writing it out. For example, word would be 9 times. Then I count how many times it would change to write 9 which is 1, then 1 is 3, 3 is 2 and 2 stops the chain. Then I can quit. :o I know, weird, right?

What the freak are you talking about? ROFL!
 
I can't figure out what Mari is talking about either! LOL

I eat my m&m's in a certain order...brown, red, blue, orange, yellow, green. No, I don't buy the holiday or special ones b/c that just throws me off! lol
 
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