I once had a roommate who was insistant that the toilet paper had to roll from the top. His anxiety about it was so bad that I always put the roll on to his liking. It had become such a focus for me that I still do it. If I am using someone elses bathroom and the paper rolls from the bottom I actually change it to roll from the top. It is such a bizzarre behavior of mine.

everything of mine has a place. this is because I get really upset if I can't find something. baggage from childhood parenting flaw. so in order to find it, it really needs to go in it's home. And if I look for it and it not there.... I panic. cause I don't even know where to start looking. Except for my clothes. they go on the floor lol. That's just due to my extreme loathing of laundry. My wife is of the other end of the scale. things should be put away as they get around to eventually bug her. which takes days longer than me. Plus she "puts things away" in where, at the time, she thinks they should go. of course, everytime she comes up with a different answer of where that home is. Which is why she can never find anything and now neither can I.

I finally lose it and will do things to make my (and her) life easier by taking bags of "filing" (important papers, stuffed back into their envelopes so you can't even see what they are unless you re-open each one - makes me MENTAL), throwing out the ones over 5 years and filing by subject (bill, work related, health), sub-subject (telephone bill, electric bill, water bill etc) and date. Last time I did this it took me 6 hours. I've asked her to just put things in the filing cabinate. which translates to her as "take it into the spare room, put it back in the envelope it came in and drop it on the chair so that I'll find it in 3 days and file it myself."

*quiet scream*

When I was younger, I was terrible with idiosyncrasies. But I've gotten better with age....

I have issues with meat on a bone. I'll eat it, but I struggle. Where some people can pick up a piece of meat and just eat it - I have to pick at it to death with my fork. Spare ribs for some reason, don't bother me so much. (I don't like veins, fat or anything that is not completely lean). Mare is a true carnivore, so it works out for us.

I absolutely hate organ meats. I will not eat them and the sight of them makes me queasy. In fact - when I buy a whole chicken, I have to buy the chicken that has the organs neatly packaged already - so all I have to do is grab the little bag and toss it. If I have to stick my hand in a chicken and start pulling out organ parts, I am completely unnerved.

I have a texture issue. If it's slimy, I will not eat it. If it's raw, I will not eat it. If a piece inadvertently gets in my mouth, I will spit it out and more than likely gag. If the texture is strange to me in any way - it's not going to happen. *spit*

I love lima beans. For me, it's a comfort food.

I prefer uncooked carrots although I have been known to tolerate them cooked. It's no surprise to see me pick most out though.

Brussel sprouts and okra is on my EWWWWW list.

I personally don't care how to toilet paper is put on the roll. I'm just grateful it's there. I have been with people who find anything other than "over the top" heresy and I have actually gotten into a few arguments about it.

I'll only drink hot tea when I am sick.

Although I like mayo on some things, I don't like it on my sandwiches. In fact, I prefer my sandwiches dry. (I like condiments, I just find them better served on other things...)

Cold pasta is weird to me but I've learned to like it.

... that's all I can think of right now .....

I carry a purse and a wallet inside the purse. Yet, at least once a week....I have to dig through the purse and find the
library card, the ATM card, sam's club card, grocery store take advantage card, etc....and put them all back into the wallet, and scoop all of the change out of the bottom and put it either into change can or inside the wallet and same goes for the bills.

This almost always happens. Doing laundry, I find money in the washer, because it didn't make it back into the wallet, it was in a pocket. I don't know why I am so bad about this.

Due to the almost non stop reports of credit card/ATM debit cards being hacked, I have almost stopped using mine and have gone back to using cash. :seeingstars: Yeah, for sure. I open my purse and it looks like I'm some rich bitch, but the reality of it all is, it's mostly ones with an occasional five and an unorganised mess. I need to get this under control.

ETA: I just glanced at the diningroom table, there is cash and a reciept and two baseball ticket stubs from Wednesday's game, must have been in a pocket........

Hmmm...so many ...so little time....
 

I was turned on to;
peanut butter
mayo
radish sandwiches
by an ex....so I cant say anything negative about mayo and peanut butter....I thought they were crazy but its an awesome combo, yummy :)

Amen and as a sidebar.. I remember if my mom was having a bad day, I swear she'd cut my sandwiches straight across just to be mean!

I don't mind if food touches other food on my plate. but I'm anal about NOT piling foods on top of each other!

I always get grossed out when I see folks doing this like at weddings and potlucks:linecook:

I must rise off my ice cubes before placing them in a drinking glass....

The only thing I'll order at Five Guys is hot dogs with relish ONLY please:linecook:

Every article of clothing hung in my closet must be with the hanger hook facing left..

Me too!!!!

in my mother's house we always-
had mustard with our spaghetti and
w/meatloaf we fixed both rice and potatos

my spouse feels these idios (of mine)
are rather curious....... to him, at least:readfineprint:

:tea:

I have a certain way of folding my dish towels that I keep hanging on the oven door handle. If my spouse or anyone else hangs them wrong after using, I will go behind them and re-hang the way I like. I am obsessive-compulsive about certain things, especially cleaning. I cannot stand a messy house.

We don't have carpet in the house and if baby powder gets on the floor, I just have to sweep it up with the little dust pan & broom I keep under the bathroom sink!

I can NOT stand bacon that is crisp! The 'wiggly' the better!

My throw pillows on the couch have to be perfectly placed at either end of the couch countless times a day. We have 3 dogs so I keep the new couch covered up with a king sized bed comforter that matches the furniture. I feel the need to straighten and adjust the said comforter several times a day if dogs mess it up.

I am compulsive about the fringe on throw rugs always being straight......in fact it got so bad I no longer own any.............

Our household receives not only the daily Seattle Times newspaper, but at least a dozen or more magazine subscriptions (Mary retired from Hearst Publishing need I say more) I can't stand to let these reading materials pile up.

Regardless of what's on my agenda for the day I will make time to peruse these items as they arrive, cut out any articles I want to save for future reference, pass them over to Mary and her messy side of the room or toss them out!

Whenever I work Sudoku or word game puzzles I MUST use a red pen!

I don't like dips for chips, so I buy flavored chips and dip them in sour cream. Salt and vinegar chips are my favorite to eat like this, because the sour cream cools the "bite" of the vinegar.

I can't stand washing greasy dishes!!! I will change the dish water and the dish rag/sponge multiple times to keep things clean.

Food quirks
 

I hate it when people put katchup on steak. Not at my house. Ha!

I went out with a person to a nice steakhouse, and they put ketchup on their steak; I said no thank you to a second date.

Great job. No class equals no second date. Haha.

I don't want to show my ignorance but are sauces like A1 or Henize 57 acceptable for steak?

Some day I am agreeable to trying their fries.......

I sure hope so..... Cause it's a necessity IMO

I wouldn't use them myself, why ruin a beautiful cut of meat?

Hey buddy, I will grill you a steak that will melt like butter and needs no sauce.


:cowboy:

Speaking of rows....I will ONLY sit in the last row of seats in a movie theater!

People talking in front of me don't bother me as much as someone running their mouth behind me for some odd reason!

As long as things are neat and tidy dust doesn't bother me a bit!

Agrees with you on the sauce on the meat, the bun soaks it up too much so you're left with nothing.
Mash Spuds, use a ricer, makes the mix smooth, melted butter in first then a touch of milk or cream, salt n pepper.,and if you want a treat a good english cheese grated in (this is however not an extra you want if you are having gravy with it)

my husband gets his hand slapped if he reaches for ketchup when I serve him meat...

he has to at least TASTE it first...then if he doesnt like the seasoning I have spent my efforts on, THEN he can add ketchup...