Five Weird Things About Me: A Meme
1. The tragedy that is my calendar (left). I'm a huge paper hog. I should just record whatever info is on a scrap of paper and then toss it, but I don't. I have loose papers, envelopes and sticky notes, stuck in my daytimer. Maybe it's because I'm forced to remember everything for everyone here (okay...Mr. Half keeps an awesome calendar) and it has fragmented my brain. My office is the same. Loose phone numbers, e-mail addresses, cryptic notes that no longer make sense. I'm a lost cause here.
2. If I am reading something really good, I start to panic if I don't have a backup book. That's a book I can segue to quickly without being stuck with nothing to read. I have to hit the bookstore and troll around until I find something. My secret fear is being bored with nothing to read.
3. I'm a little superstitious about numbers. If I go to the store to buy apples, I have to buy at least 5. Why? Because there are 5 people in our family and something makes me feel uneasy about not having one apple to represent each person in the house. It's like I'm afraid that, if something happens to one of them, I'll later blame the fact that I only bought 4 apples. 3 is okay, since that's how many kids we have. It's a little crazy, but it's not as though I'm licking light switches or tapping my teeth 20 times before I eat.
4. I'm less patient when women cry than I am when men do. Don't ask me why. I rarely let my kids see me cry and I think it's because I'm afraid they'll think I'm weak. Mr. Half can cry while reading a sad story in the paper and I find it very endearing. I get a little put out when women do...though it's okay for the really tragic stuff.
5. Rooms without lamplight depress me. Rooms that utilize only overhead lights are extremely upsetting . I need lamplight in the corners to "soften" things up a little, and I feel as though I can't breathe right without it. Classrooms, offices, whatever. We went to a party recently and there wasn't one single room in the house that wasn't functioning off of a two-bulb overhead ceiling light and I absolutely HATED IT. It looks institutional
BONUS: I can tie a cherry stem in a knot with my tongue.