From Sheila and Ith: List five quirks/idiosyncrasies of yours.

Allrighty Then.

1. When I'm coding stuff in HTML for the blog, if I open a tag in lowercase letters, I must always close the tag in lowercase letters. It's the same if I open the tag in capital letters. I will actually go back and change this---even though there's no need to---because the non-uniformity of it drives me batty.

2. Personal products. I am brand loyal to the point of insanity. Even if there's a better product out there, I won't switch over, no matter how many times someone praises a product. Just won't happen. Now, in certain instances, this is justified, because, for instance, there is no better lotion out there than Lubriderm. There just isn't. But, for other things, there's no rational reason for this. This particularly holds true for hair care products. I've been using the same shampoo and conditioner and styling product for, oh, about three or four years now. (In the case of the Aveda Anti-Humectant I use to control frizzies, I've been using that for seven years) I'm LEERY about switching anything up, because that might mean something very bad will happen. When I find something that works, I'm a happy camper. When someone discontinues something that I love (like my old Estee Lauder moisturizer) I practically go postal on the well-coiffed sales rep.

3. I will stay up late, even if I'm exhausted, just because I can. I'm an adult now. No one tells me when to go to bed! I feel like I'm letting down all the little kids who want to stay up late if I take a header before midnight. I'm a grownup...I can STAY UP AS LATE AS I WANT TO! Hence proving to the masses of children out there that there are benefits to adulthood.

This, of course, drives the husband to distraction, because, go figure, he actually likes falling asleep with me.

4. Speaking of bed. I must have my side of the bed, no matter what bed we're sleeping on. If we're sleeping in the twin beds at my parents house (they still apparently don't want any funny business going on in their spare room) I will take the bed that corresponds to the side of the bed I always sleep on. I also will rub my feet together until I fall asleep. I don't even realize that I do this anymore. This comes from living in a drafty old house when I was growing up and having a natural aversion to sleeping with socks on. Then I moved to Minnesota and started wearing socks in the winter. There was no getting around it. I still rub my feet together because, even with the socks, they get very cold.

5. It queers my deal to do laundry in a different order than normal. You see, first it's the whites, then the sheets and towels, then the warm load of clothes, then the cold load of clothes. It's a pretty simple system, and it works well, if you ask me. You get the sock folding business over with at the beginning, so there's no excuse for not sorting the socks. This also ensures the sheets and towels are washed and replaced before we go to bed. But if the husband needs his jeans washed because he spilled something on them, and he needs them right away, this queers my deal. I don't like washing single items of clothing, because it's a waste of water, but more importantly, it's fucking with the order of things!

Anyway. There's my weirdness, out for all to see. Enjoy!

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