This morning, I went to the shop next to my work, and bought a bottle of water.
I came back to mny desk, shook the bottle, and opened it. Then I realised that I do this with almost every drink (as long as it’s not carbonated). I shake everything before I open it. It makes some sense, like with some juices and chocolate milk, but it seems that my brain can no longer be bothered distinguishing between what needs shaking and what doesn’t, so I just shake everything.
So my question is: what weird and pointless things do you do habitually, with or without realising it?
Anything really. I’m an indescriminate addict. I’ll do anything. I usually wear lipstick. But I always have a pot or a tube of some lip stuff in my pocket. I like the stuff from Paula’s Choice a lot.
If I were measuring distances I’d have a reason. I just find myself counting the steps I take as I walk, but I don’t remember ever deciding to count, I’ll be up to 50 or 60 before I realize I’m doing it again.
I posted this in another thread a few weeks ago, but I have to start off, stepping, with my right foot. Even when, as I approach the steps at work I have to shuffle shuffle shuffle to make it work. Very weird and annoying.
The very last thing I do before getting out of the shower is wash my hands. I even thought about that one this morning as I was doing it. I’ve just washed every part of my body with soap, using these hands, and then rinsed them off. Why am I washing my hands again?
I cannot use the bathroom comfortably unless i get completely nude. (well, i can pee, but taking a dump? I gotta undress). I can physically do it, if needs be, in a public restroom, but I’ll usually hold it in to when I get home. Even at work.
If I have to do it like normal people i feel awkward and icky. I can and have used entire rolls of toiled paper in one sitting. Because I cannot stand the idea of missing a spot. If i’m at home i’ll shower directly after using the bathroom.
I do this one too. My three and a half year old mocks me for it, “No Mom! It’s already watered.”
If something happens to one side of my body, it has to happen to the other side. Joints cracking, muscles stretching, hell if I stub my toe I have to rub it to mae it feel numb, and then rub the other side.
If I have my email open, I will go to it while a web page switches views, loads, etc… even if this just takes a fraction of a second, I feel the need to hit the inbox thingy at the bottom of the screen to pull my email up. I know damn well when I receive email, because I have the envelope notification set, along with the msg. preview, and I don’t have anything pressing that people are emailing about, but I have a compulsion to it.
I often blow on my food before I eat it. Even salad. I think it’s because I usually eat hot things. So in rare cases I’m not eating something hot, I forget.
I line up my M&Ms. I create lines, color coded, with the most abundant color to the left and the least abundant to the right. And the Ms have to be facing up in the right direction. I’ll usually eat them in order, from the least to the most, each column from the top down. But it doesn’t matter where the green M&Ms are on the color count: I save them until last.
I have to sleep with something on my feet. I don’t mean socks - I can’t sleep with socks on - but something like a pillow or an extra folded blanket up to my shins, sometimes both, on top of the rest of my blankets.
Circumstances permitting, I’d rather do dishes in the nude.
Whenever I come to an automatic door I do this little wave with my hand, like I’m opening it with the Force.
