Does anyone else have neurotic tendancies? And if so, what.

I'm a neat person, I want my home picked up when I leave the house

cause if the alarm goes off and the fire or police have to come in, I do not want them seeing any messes, heaven forbid!
I want my drawers and cupboards to be neat, cause when family comes, and they have to get something, I want it to look neat and tidy.

This is a hilarious thread!

 
Or, it could be we are getting old and set in our ways - gasp!

Mostly I'm pretty flexible, but I have a few too. I like to eat soup with a particular soup spoon that my sister stole from a restaurant on the pier when we had horrible service - when I was around 10 yrs old. I also want to make hot cereal in a particular pot. Both these things are difficult because I recently had accidents with each - the pot sat on a burner not turned off and the spoon went down the garbage disposal -- I still pine for each and am considering buying same off ebay...when I have perfectly good pots/spoons.

Meat/poultry/dairy from the good places are also The Law.

Sugar must all be cane sugar, and I don't want light - only dark brown.

Seeing my SIL's good brand knives tossed in a drawer made me flinch.

Knives in the block must all be the same way, and if the slots are vertical they must be stored blade up.

All dishes must be rinsed clean before going in a dishwasher -- true until at my friend's house who has the magic dishwasher that cleans to perfection with no rinsing (this is an old low-end Kenmore and I lust after it!)

 
You found mine!! But the bathtub is even worse. Not that I do my dishes there but if there is

ANYthing floating in that water, I cringe at dumping it all.

So I shower instead.

 
Oh no, a new one that I have to admit to. At the farmer's market, I

have to arrange all my money so the bills are facing the same direction, which I have a feeling if you have ever worked with cash, is not uncommon.

 
I am like that with certain brands of foods. I can only use Campbell's

soups or Swanson's broths. The other ones make me gaggy. I have no idea why, they just do. The same with pre-cooked meat items. I cannot handle them. I think it was because when my dad was young, he worked in a frozen food plant. We were never allowed to have frozen TV dinners. When he would go deer hunting, my mom would buy us all TV dinners for the weekend.

 
Again you hit on another one - loading the dishwasher the RIGHT way

All of the small spoons in one compartment, big ones in another, etc. and a few other things I want done in a certain way and in a certain place.

 
Laundry - I want the towels folded seams side in and all turned and stacked the same way

I want all my husband's shirts hung facing one direction and mine the opposite direction. He gets so mad at me when I unfold the linens he just folded but I can't stand it. I have a very peculiar uncle that never got married and took care of my grandmother and everything had to be done just so and I guess it has stuck with me from childhood. He even made us rake/sweep the vacuum cleaner marks out of the carpet after we vacuumed.

 
So funny! A former CPA boss of mine from south Jersey had slimy eyeglasses too.

He also wore a woolen cap, smoked a cigar, a had a huge belly.

After coming coming back from a client one day, he noticed that I wasn't at the front desk. (I was within earshot in the small library filing tax law updates/revisions). I could hear him from afar and he exclaimed "Where's the girl?!!" It was my buddy Jay, the accountant, who witnessed this.

Ever since then, Jay and I would imitate him by walking towards one another with our bellies protruding and butt our bellies together and say "Where's the girl??!!"

 
Have a friend who puts masking tape over all the grout in the shower

Before she colors her hair and the stands there the entire 45 minutes to prevent getting a speck on anything.

 
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