I'm quirky.

Kera tagged me & I'm supposed to talk about my quirkiest quirks. This isn't a problem.

1. Buttons. I have a really cute little box that is full of nothing but buttons. I think I've kept every extra button I've gotten for the last 6 years. Why, you might ask? Well, I might just lose one, & then I'll need one, & how bad would it be to not have the exact button that I need? It would be devastating, so I've taken the necessary measures to prevent this from ever happening. It's a quirk, & I'm not ashamed. Mike commented last night (during the button photo shoot) that I'm the least pack-ratty person he's ever met, yet I refuse to throw away any extra button I come upon. I think that deep down, I just knew that they would all make a fun photo someday.
2. Cleaning mode. I love things being clean, but more than clean I like things to be organized. At the risk of painting myself as slightly obsessive/compulsive, sometimes I get into a mode & all I can think about is cleaning & organizing. I'm not really kidding about being in the mode because really, my heart pounds & the racing thoughts race incredibly fast & I'll start making lists in the middle of Sunday School about what needs to be cleaned/cleaned out/re-organized/thrown away/donated. My current "to do" list in my Blackberry includes a) clean out gym clothes drawer b) organize socks/tights c) organize photos on both external drives & d) clean out Christmas decorations box under bed. I mean, they're all totally necessary tasks, right? And sometimes, they just have to be done right this minute even if it means staying up two hours too late, or making my husband a little anxious because sometimes, when I clean, it means that I'm a) angry b) sad or c) really, really stressed & just need to have complete control over something in my life. Sometimes though, it just means that I want to tidy things up a little bit.
3. Hiccups. They're chronic, maybe even to the point of needing to go to the doctor (Mike has been trying to get me to go for months). I always get them within 45 minutes of waking up, & then once or twice during the day. This is totally normal, right? I think my diaphragm is broken.
4. Deaf. I might just be. In my right ear. I'm not quite sure, because I've never checked, & I've never had any problems, but I absolutely, positively cannot use my cell phone on my right ear. Only my left. I am a left-handed phone person, without a doubt. I also can't carry a purse on my right shoulder. It's impossible, & literally makes my entire body tip over.