I recently commented on this post by my wife’s childhood friend, Monique Strickland. In the post, Mo confesses some of her “quirks.” I prefer to call them “eccentricities.” Here’s what I confessed:
When I pass by things like chairs, walls, tables, random things, could be anything, I like to touch them four times. Can’t be just three. Can’t be five. Four and only four. Or, if the object has multiple parts, I like to touch four of them. Take a chair in our choir room for example. I will touch the padded back, the metal strip on the upper back, the metal side rail, and the plastic piece that sticks out to save the wall from scratches. Wow, I sound crazy, can’t believe I’m admitting this.
Also, while my office, my car, and the bottom of my closet are very messy, every shirt in my closet must face left. And when you put them in the closet, you have to push everything to the side so that the shirt goes in nice and smooth and the sleeves can hang down naturally. I mean, that’s the only way to do it.
I’m also a fanatic about turning off the lights in my house, but that is only because I pay the bills. What are your eccentricities?