Six Foibles
I went to bed at about 11 pm. I got up at 3 am. I went back to bed at 5 am. I got up again at 9:30. So, let’s see, I DID get nine-and-a-half hours sleep. It was just not consecutive sleep. I think sleep is like exercise. it doesn’t really matter if it is for a long or several short periods just as long as it gets done, right?
Weesprite challenged me to write down six weird things about myself so I shall. Except that there is nothing weird about me at all.
But I DO have foibles so I shall write about those!
- I am not a tidy person {Waits for readers to get up from the floor where they have fallen in astonishment upon learning this fact.} But, although I am not an excessively tidy person, there are a couple of things that I HAVE to know are where I put them. One of these is necessary tools. When I lived with my younger son, I would get very angry when he borrowed the screwdriver or the scissors from the tool drawer in the kitchen. It was not so much the borrowing but the fact that he NEVER put them back! When I need a Phillips-head screw driver, I need it right then and there and not when I have had to find it in the chaos of a teen’s bedroom! I feel the same way about Band-Aids. {Are they still called Elasto-Plasts in England?} Fred uses them and then then the box is "on {his} table." Ha! Finally, I went out and bought myself ANOTHER box and they are in the bathroom cabinet and that is where I expect to find them! And, since I dropped the bread-knife yesterday and it cut my ankle, that is where I did find them!
- I bite the inside of my mouth. I know it is a nasty habit. When I catch myself doing it, I stop but often, by then, it is too late. it is, I think a little less nasty {because it is a little less visible} than nail-biting which is what I used to do before…
- These days the clothes I wear have to be matching or co-ordinating. I have written about this foible before. {This morning I am wearing black shorts, a turquoise T shirt and purple-and-turquoise Laurel Burch earrings. I Laurel Burch earrings.}
- The bills in my purse have to be all facing the same way and organized. I actually know where this comes from. When I worked at Waldenbooks {a chain bookstore} my manager-and-friend insisted that we all learn to put money in the till in this way and it has stuck with me for my purse. The ones are in the front compartment with the fives and the tens. The twenties and anything higher, are in a separate compartment behind the smaller bills. Change, is, of course, in a change purse. I have been known to stuff paper change higgledy-piggledy into my purse when shopping but the minute I get home, I sort it all out and tidy it! But the real foible here is that I will also stuff change — both paper and coins –into the pockets of the shorts or bluejeans I am wearing and leave it there, wadded up for days! However, the minute this money makes it into my purse, it gets tidied up!
- I really don’t mind washing dishes. Every morning before I do this, I put away the dishes from the drying rack with no problems. But, I really dislike putting away knives, forks and spoons. So, I leave them in the drainer. And when it gets too full or when he just can’t stand it another minute, without a word of comment, Fred puts them away for me! {It is the small things that people do for you that show love…}
- I really don’t like sweet things too much. When I was a child, I gave up sugar in my tea for Lent one year and was amazed to dicover I preferred the taste of the tea that way! If I have to choose between savory or sweet, savory wins out every time.
Now, I am supposed to nominate six more people. I will do what I usually do and say if you are interested enough to think about this and want to do it, you are nominated…
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Until later….
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I enjoyed reading all of this. I’m the same way as you about the kitchen scissors, Scotch tape and “my” screwdrivers. I bought my own tools because I can never find hubby’s (he’s an electrician) so now he borrows mine because he can’t find his either! He darn well better put them back too. I used to bite the inside of my mouth. The bills in my purse are all uniform too. Interesting.
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i have to wear matching clothes and jewellery and shoes too.
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i like laurel burch earrings too. we share that in common. i looked at your artwork again, and it is simply amazing. you are very talented!
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I hate putting away utensils, too! If it’s dishes or pots and pans, no biggie, but I hates those pesky utensils, I does!
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i wish my husband would empty the dishwasher for me!!! my shorts and tops have to match or coordinate. i only wear silver jewelry so i match there. i like this survey. take care,
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I always face my money too!
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interesting. I had no idea and I’ve been reading you for a LONG time! 🙂
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I’m in that habit with money, too. All the bills have to be facing to the right. I picked it up after working at G.C. Murphy Co. a million years ago.
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I get soooo annoyed when Joe or anyone else uses some of my stuff and doesn’t put it back!!!!! GRRRR! And I’m not tidy either, BUT I keep the bills in my wallet the same way you keep yours. And since Joe doesn’t, and money is always in disarray in his, I keep grabbing his and organizing the money in it, which drives him crazy. But it HAS to be done!! How can ANYone not SEE this?? hugs, Weesprite
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I used to bite the inside of my mouth, too, sometimes till it bled. 🙁 I finally stopped. I’m not sure I made the conscious decision to do so, but I think it coordinated with when I started working out and getting my self-confidence back. I also like to find things where they belong. “A place for everything and everything in its place.” I do money the same way for the same reason. (cont)
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See? You’re not so weird, after all.
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I’m not a tidy person either. And I bite the inside of my mouth. I’ve tried to stop but it’s some tic that I can’t stop.
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Very interesting. You and Fred are a great match, no doubt. 🙂
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I apologise if you’ve written about this but I’m catching up with your diary & notes are coming to me as I read – just wanted to ask how you found Frank McCourt’s third book the title of which I can’t remember now?
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I can relate to your foible #1. There is nothing more aggravating than not finding a necessary tool where it is supposed to be when you need it. My husband takes such things all of the time. He never remembers to put them back, and he often does not even remember taking them, or even where they might be. So, for REALLY necessary things like scissors, I have my own pair hidden from him!
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You’ve raised an interesting point re sleep there – I’m not so sure it is the same if it gets broken rather than all in one go – funnily enough I was going to ask Fred this as I’m a night owl like him & someone had said you get the best sleep if you go to bed between 10 p.m and 2 a.m.
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I’ve certainly noticed if I’m later than that & get 6 hours sleep it doesn’t seem to be the same as if I’ve gone to bed slightly earlier & I wondered if he found the same? I’m quite fascinated by sleep & a bit obsessed by not getting enough I have to admit – I only need 7 hours straight to feel great but boy it seems so elusive most of the time!
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Thank you so much for your note. It meant a lot to me.
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Oh, ok, here are the foibles….:))) I gave up tidy when I married David – now I will accept a mess —if it’s dusted now and then and stacked neatly. *snort* Vista Way
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