You know how some people are so unique that it makes you say, “now THAT person is quirky!!!”?
Well, I would like to announce to all of you, that you are ALL quirky.
Before you freak out and leave me angry comments, let me say that quirks aren’t a bad thing – they are what make us unique. They are just the ways in which we view and approach life differently than most people.
Chris and I were discussing some very quirky friends of ours (sorry, no names) late one night, and due to the lateness of the hour, meandered into the conversation of “who do we know that isn’t quirky at all?” So we started naming everyone we could think of . . . friends, family, acquaintances, etc, and could name a quirk for every single one of them!! Yup, we couldn’t think of a single quirk-less person in the whole world!!
Now, I’m not going to “out” our friends and family’s quirks, but some of our (many) quirks include:
Rachel: obviously my love and affection for all things accounting, budgeting, numbers, and SPREADSHEETS; my extreme perfectionism and fear of doing anything in front of anyone until I can do it perfectly (examples include that I played guitar for several years before I played in front of ANYONE but my teacher and my Mom and by the time I actually played for anyone else, I was good enough that my first performance was a solo in church, and also that I never learned how to dive because it’s not exactly something that you can learn without anyone seeing, unless you have your own pool); my complete inability to sleep without any covers on (It feels completely unsafe for some unknown reason); and while we’re on the topic of sleep, how about my sleepwalking quirk?!!? And I’m sure that about 75 of the 100 random things about me would qualify as quirks.
Chris: He wears shorts ALL YEAR ROUND, even to work; His obsession with everything being “just so” (examples: I never help him set up chairs in Sunday School because He will come behind me and adjust each chair by as little as a millimeter, and every night he cracks our bedroom door by the exact same measurement – enough to let the cat in, but shut enough to not disturb Ali. If I move the door, whether he sees me do it or not, he WILL adjust it. He never complains about me messing up things, he just fixes it); and his complete obsession with looking at real estate magazines (especially when we’re on vacation).
Ali (yes, even Ali is quirky, poor thing. She didn’t have a chance since she has such quirky parents): She doesn’t like to get out of bed!! It’s so weird – I’m pretty sure that she would lay happily in her bed all day long if I would let her. I will go get her, and she will dive into the other corner of the bed and say “bye bye!”. I think she’s just playing with me, but sometimes I wonder. . . ; and her whole overly-cautious thing – how she refused to walk until my Dad told her to, then walked perfectly. Oh yes – and her favorite foods are vegetables. She yells for cooked broccoli. And tomatoes. And cooked carrots. She definitely did NOT get this trait from her Father.
Our House: We LOVE our house, but what house doesn’t have quirks? Our house’s quirks are that all of the plumbing runs through the living room walls, which is the farthest room from any plumbing fixtures, so every time a toilet flushes or a sink comes on, it is really loud in the living room. And the stairs – my goodness the stairs. We have THE CREAKIEST stairs in the whole wide world.
Oreo: For a while, she actually liked walking on a leash. Also, one of her favorite past times is licking people. I guess her quirk is that she thinks she is a dog.
OK – your turn!! What are your quirks? Or your kids’ or your spouse’s? And yes, you can point out more of our quirks if you like, as long as you’re nice. ;)