I do weird things !

Whats a weird thing you do ? I just realized when I come home I take my shoes off on the other side of the house from the door I came in . that explain the muddy floors so often I never thought about it before.

Well what about you ?

Pete

I also sign my name for some reason even though it is in my sig.

Pete

At least I dont use +1 anymore !

Pete

I take my shoes off in the livingroom, as I'm on my way to the bedroom to change out of work clothes...only to pick up my shoes before bed. I can't seem to break the habit yet why don't I just take my shoes off in the bedroom to begin with?

I'm sure if you asked my husband, he could give you a long list of weird things I do but here is a few I'll readily admit to:
1- It's not enough to just have stacks of newspaper in the bin. I actually unfold them, make smaller sections, refold them and put them back in the stack. This way, when I need paper, I can just grab a few pages, not the entire section.
2- if I bring a few more pieces of wood in the house than I needed, when I bring more in for the next day, I take the day before wood, out of the rack and stack the new stuff in then re-stack the day before wood on top. First in, first out even if its just one day
3- I keep all the little bits if soap (when a bar gets down to chips) in a knee high stocking tied in a slip knot at the band, in the laundry room. When I need to get a stain out, I just wet it and scrub it out with my little weird stocking of soap. I think I picked this up from my granny, she lived everyday as if it was still the depression, wasted nothing!

Weird is in the eye of the beholder.
As long as you don't fling your own poo, you're ok with me.

With your finger, in the air near the computer screen ?


Apparently I picture people doing weird things based on interpreting what they've typed differently than intended.

I burn wood in my house.

Its supposed to be in the stove Dave


Pete

Unike the rest of the civilized world...I do nothing weird!

i cant mix my food when i eat...eat all the veggies first, then the potato, then the meat.....

Hehheh . . . my sister is like that . . . one food "grouping" at a time.

I'm completely normal . . . well I think I am . . . never been to a counselor or psychiatrist.

Some odd habits though . . . maybe . . .

I have a routine in the morning that I recite to myself like a mantra . . . Shower, Stuff (personal hygiene), Dress, Eat (Breakfast), Eat (Make lunch), Cat (feed them), Clock (wind the cuckoo clock) . . . and in the Winter I add Woodbox (fill it), Woodstove (get it going) and Humidifier (fill it up.) My wife makes fun of me since she says it is pretty unlikely that I would forget to get dressed and only realize this once I showed up to work in my underwear.

I almost always add maple syrup (or at least the cheap imitation) to my sausage, eggs or corn beef hash.

When I eat in the living room I always turn on the nearby lamp . . . even if there is enough light.

Thought of that, but where's the fun factor?

Were do i start ?..........................................................................................

(I'm glad I'm not the only "weird" one in this regard.)

Daves wood stove!

I'm sure there's plenty...of course, they're normal to me, lol.

I've been known to eat weird things...like peanut butter and chocolate syrup on bread. Although I do that a lot less now that DH works from home, because stuff like that freaks him out and I never have time by myself to eat stuff without him home.

I can't cook if there are dirty dishes in the sink, I have to wash them first. That's partly because it's a really small kitchen though.

I won't eat bruised bananas. ICK.

It's not something I do persay, but DH teases me about it. Abandoned dock pilings freak me out. If there's still a dock, it's fine. But when it's just the pilings...it is seriously creepy. I have NO idea why. Abandoned houses, barns, factories, no problem. But dock pilings... *shivers*

I'm so weird my wife/son/friends/siblings/mother tells people I'm weird. Some peeps march to their own drum....I'm playin that drum one handed while also playing the tuba (I dont actually play the tuba, but I do play the guitar and harmonica....yes, at the same time!).

for example...to punish my cats for sticking their foot in my drink I lick them in the face. They appear to dislike this, but then, they keep placing their foots in my drinks!

Nothing weird here except the fake syrup.

I have a morning mantra as well that I say before I walk out the door...is like a checklist too...cofee,keys,wallet,knife,hat,gloves,lunch....my son will say it with me on Saturdays as I'm heading out the door....too funny. How many others must have a similar system?

I'm not a routine oriented person, but I've developed one for the 5:30am stumble. The inherited African grey parrot does the narrating with the appropriate sounds or words just before each step of the routine. It's a little eerie.

I've never had a cat but isn't licking them in the face a sign of affection? Maybe they are interpreting you licking them as your approval to stick their foot in your drink

Yes, please, can someone from Maple country send this man some real syrup?

(pumps fist in the air) Blasted hairy faced children! I've been outsmarted again!