My fiance has been living with me for a month, and after him being gone for a year in Iraq, and the fact that this is our first time actually living together, we're getting to know each other on a whole new level. For the most part, it's fun and interesting to learn new things about each other, but some "odd" stuff has come up in the last few weeks. Just little things that are more funny than anything, but it's just an interesting thing to get to know somebody so well that all their weird little quirks come out. We walk around our whole lives thinking that we're normal and other people are the weirdos. But we all have some "unique" little things about us, haha.
For example, my guy multitasks like crazy in the bathroom. He'll bring in a beer and leave the door open so he can keep watching a football game (and he'll still hoot and hollar at the players). Or he'll bring his investing notebook in and go over his stocks. He's even taken his laptop in there with him. When I poke fun at him for it, he says if he's going to be in there for awhile, he might as well get something done.
But as much as I think my hubs-to-be is the weirdest person on the planet, I have my own little Meganisms.
I can ONLY walk on a person's left side. They have to be on my right side. I can walk between two people, but if there are more than three of us walking together, MORE people have to be to my right side. I get uncomfortable and can't focus on the conversation until I get on my proper side of somebody. I'd much rather walk in front of or behind somebody than walk on the wrong side.
Any floral-themed object (floral pattern fabrics on pillows or blankets, fake flowers, etc etc) MUST face the window because that's the direction that real flowers would grow. And yes, I will discretely slightly adjust objects in other peoples' homes so that their floral stuff faces the window.
I also have a legitimate anxiety of phones. I don't like calling people, even friends or for something simple like making an appointment. But what really gets my panties in a twist is receiving phone calls. If I get a call from an unknown number, I actually have a physical reaction of a cold sweat, racing heart, short breaths, etc. If I work up the nerve to answer it, I can barely squeak out a "hello" because I'm so nervous. If I wuss out and don't answer, I just cross my fingers that it was a wrong number and they don't leave a voicemail. For some reason I just always assume it's going to be terrible news. Like somebody died or I owe a lot of money or something, lol. I'm really quite a social person and I like talking to friends and meeting new people, just HATE the phone.
So what about you, I know you're all secretly weirdos masquerading as normal people