October 11, 2007

  • Thursday Thirteen #7???

    Thirteen Things That Make me Highly Imaginative
    OR, Am I Really Obsessive/Compulsive?


    1.  I own small bowls that were formerly used as baby food dishes for all of the foster babies we had in our charge.  My girl and boy cats HAVE TO eat out of girl & boy colored bowls.  No switching colors.  What self-respecting boy cat would want to eat out of a girl's pink bowl????  Stormy gets the pink & purple bowls and Jesse-boy gets the blue & green bowls.  Yellow bowls are up for grabs.  I know THEY (Stormy & Jesse-boy) don't know the difference, but it's my way of showing them respect.  (you can roll your eyes at any time!)

    2.  I prefer to to use a colored plastic hanger that somewhat matches or blends with the article of clothing I'm hanging.  To avoid conflicts, I have a large stock of white & black hangers so I can settle disputes in my mind and not obsess over not having "correct colored" hangers while doing laundry.  But there is something appealing to me about a light green hanger holding a pink dress with roses and green leaves.

    3.  Hotdogs on white bread buns need ketchup & mustard.  Fried bologna sandwiches on white bread need only mustard.  I'm not sure why.  Aren't they identical meats just processed into different shapes?

    4.  When eating items of food from my plate, if I neglect an item (let's say  peas), as soon as I notice the abundance of untouched food (peas), I immediately take a few bites of peas so their feelings aren't hurt.  As a child I was frequently picked last, or overlooked completely, and I've never forgotten the feeling of rejection!  Why put a pea through the same horrible feelings?

    5.  I have a very bizarre "gift" of remembering everyone's birthday - I mean all the way back to friends I had in kindergarten.   Every year, when a birthday date appears , I say out loud, "Happy Birthday, so and so!"  At my age, I'm sure I am wishing a happy birthday to many who are now deceased.  But, it's the "thought" that counts!

    6.  The labels of all of my canned foods are always facing forward and stored on shelves much like a grocery store.  Tomatoes together, vegetables together, fruit together, soups for sauces together, soups for eating together, condiments together . . .  You'd think if everything was together, I wouldn't NEED the labels to all face forward!

    7.  There's only two ways to fold towels in MY house.  Bath towels are folded and stacked one way and kitchen towels another way.  You can fold your towels however you wish in your own home, but mine HAVE TO BE the same way - ALWAYS.

    8.  If I chew food two or three times with the right side of my mouth, I have to switch food to the the left and chew a few times over there too.  Otherwise, my mouth feels unbalanced.  (I'm beginning to think more than my mouth is unbalanced as I type this list!)

    9.  I try NOT to step on cracks on walkways or stripes painted on large tile floors.  I think it must be a carryover from childhood, as I'm not aware of ever breaking my mother's back - or anyone else's - by stepping on a crack.

    10.  I talk to myself and address myself as "Cherylyn."  When I can't make a decision or I loose my train of thought, I've been overheard saying "Cherylyn!  Just make a decision.  Do SOMEthing!"  Or, "You're looking for a slotted spoon.  Open the drawer, take it out, then close the drawer.  C'mon, Cherylyn, it's really not that hard to do!!!"

    11.   I can't sleep with bunched up sheets or even a wrinkle in them.  Kinda like "The Princess and the Pea" story.  You can confirm this with Jesse, I've been known to get up in the middle of the night and remake the bed all the while muttering, "This bed is all messy!"

    12.  I mentally apologize to bugs when I kill them - sometimes I apologize out loud.  To prove my point, I had trouble scooping up a large (very LARGE) spider in the girls bathroom this morning.  I crippled it's legs with my 2 or 3 attempts to scoop it up with the toilet brush, so I could flush it down the toilet.  As the crumbled heap of what remained of the once LARGE spider swirled around in the flushing water, I said, "Ohhhh!  I'm so sorry.  I really didn't mean to make that a slow death for you."  (and her compassion abounded within!)

    13.  I ALWAYS knock on a person's front door 5 times.  Spankings are almost always doled out with 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 swats.  I must like the rhythm.

    SO!  Am I highly unique and different in my own quirky ways???

    OR, am I really obsessive/compulsive, highly imaginative, just a control freak wanting things neat and tidy, or, maybe, a bit odd and scary????? 

    YOU be the judge!!!

    LOL!!!!  (FYI:  that wasn't maniacal laughter - just a giggle)

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Comments (4)

  • What you are is a woman after my own heart.  Professionals will tell you that it is not OCD unless it interferes with your daily life.  I do many of those things (and some others that you don't have listed).  It does not interfere with my daily life.  If you are organized it just saves you time in the long run.  I think all those disorganized people are just jealous because we know where to find things when we want them.  LOL!  (not maniacal laughter, just a giggle)

  • And, no, I have not consulted a professional about my "quirks".

  • Hahahahaha!!!!!  I so needed this today!  Thanks for the laughs (not maniacal here either...)  Take care!  ~Lori

  • You talk about these things like they're not normal?  I do many of these things and I'm much too much a slacker to be OCD.

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