I have a few confessions to make. I am kind of weird. Okay not totally strange...I don't do OCD rituals before bed (like a certain someone I lived with for a semester...), but I have a few quirks that I don't think are "normal". I wouldn't say this without giving evidence so here we go...
I can't wear my Wednesday socks on Monday
Okay...I know this sounds really childish, but I have these really cute polka dotted days of the week socks. I CAN'T wear them unless it is the appropriate day. I don't know why...but I get this sense that I will have a horrific day if I wear the wrong pair. Weird...I know.
I am a HUGE hypochondriac
I am not longer able to visit WebMD or watch Mystery Diagnosis (by choice) because I have this uncanny ability to convince myself I have every disease known to man. I have been told that this is "common" when you get married or have children because you have a new/different type of love in your life. Not sure if this is true or not..?
There are many more things like when someone tells me to "drive safe," I can never say "I will." It always has to be "I'll try." Or the fact that I CAN'T watch scary movies or even their previews. Or the fact that if a trailer for one comes on tv, my fingers go in my ears while I sing, "LA LA LA" and frantically search for the remote to change the channel. Okay...I sound like a basket case. I'm really not THAT weird...I promise. I am not sure why I am sharing this with the world (more like the 2 people that read my blog ), but it is kind of liberating to get these quirks off my chest. Before now, only my husband knew how truly strange I can be, but maybe I am not alone..?