i am neurotic.

All my coffee mugs have to face the same way on their hooks. My husband and kids will turn some of them just to aggravate me. >:-(

It takes a lot of will power for me to drink water out of a glass. Water’s disgusting enough to begin with, and the feeling of it on my lips against glass is terrible. I also have this fear of suddenly biting down on a glass and having it break in my mouth. I’m afraid of broken glass grating against my teeth, not being cut by it. That’s no big deal.

The happiest moment of my week is when I’ve just come home from the grocery store and my cabinets/fridge are full. Sometimes, I will eat out for another day or two to keep the feeling. When I do begin to eat the food, my happiness decreases as my cabinets empty. I know it’s time to to go the store again when I feel anxious/depressed each time I go in the kitchen. Funny thing? I hate going to the grocery store.

If I’m cleaning dishes I need to keep the dirty ones away from the soaped ones. I cannot rinse the clean dishes over the soaped ones, the water from one item cannot rinse another. If for some reason the soap is rinsed before I do it, I’ll soap [clean] the item again.