Crackers. Bonkers. Eccentric. Weird. Odd. Quirky. Mad as a box of frogs…
All terms used for someone who is a little bit strange, several having been used to describe Yours Truly over the years. Often by my mother…
And I’m fine with that. I’ve always rather liked being slightly off-centre to Ordinary, even using it for ‘My Banana Cray-Cray’ post to introduce myself to the Blogosphere when I first started this site.
But now I’ve started doing things that even I find a little bizarre. Am I going mad? You tell me…
Case Study 1:
Last week, I went for a peruse around our local department store, being on the lookout for a particular sized frame. This required me to enter the ‘homewares’ area, somewhere I rarely venture, so I used the opportunity to have a gander at their other items for sale.
Upon reaching the bedroom section, I became aware of a display, surrounded on three sides by shelves of duvet sets and decorative throw cushions. Something drew me to the central piece and I calmly walked over and began…
REMAKING THE BED.
You see, the display bed was all ruffled, the duvet corner was sticking up at an angle and the cushions…well they just weren’t symmetrical enough at all!
I was around half-way through my second sweep-down of the cover, to smooth out the wrinkles, when I stopped short and realised what I was doing.
What on Earth was I doing?
A furtive glance around told me that it was unlikely anyone had witnessed my moment of madness. But just in case, I made a very big deal of feeling the duvet cover fabric before announcing, to nobody, that it felt a bit cheap and walking away. Maybe I should have included a jaunty whistle for extra effect.
I never did find the picture frame…
Case Study 2:
For several years, I worked as an operations manager for a large cinema. At one point, I was in charge of food and retail and had it drummed into me about the importance of stock rotation.
So it was natural, after it becoming second nature at work, to apply the same rules at home – something I’ve yet managed to train Sam to do. He gets rather upset after helping me with the shopping, when I go back into the cupboards and move everything he’s put away. And then turn all the labels to the front.
Okay, so I may have one or two OCD-type tendencies…
However, in the long run, it’s good practice to prevent food waste.
Then there’s the other things I ‘stock rotate’. You see, I’ve recently clocked myself rotating plates and dishes. Because I don’t want them to be left out…
Yes, you heard me. I’m worried I hurt the feelings of my best China (it’s from Ikea, nothing fancy about it) if I don’t use them regularly.
There’s only the two of us at home, so logically we only need two of everything. But, like most people, we bought a full set of crockery and cutlery when we moved in.
Goodness knows where the spoons have gone…
Anyway, when putting things away after washing, I find myself not only mentally rotating the plates / dishes but also TALKING TO THEM!
That’s right, I tell them that, “...it’s okay, I’ll move you to the top and it will be your turn next time.” Like I’m placating a child who was pushed aside in a playground game.
So there’s the evidence. It’s now up to you, my lovely readers, to be the jury that passes judgement on whether I have, indeed, lost the plot!
I also think my nose is growing. Completely unrelated but a concern nevertheless. I don’t mean in a Pinocchio, lying type way. It’s more of a fattening than a lengthening. Which is unusual as it would typically go to my hips.
But I’ve done some research, and whilst I’m aware that ears continue to grow as you age and I’m (unfortunately) very aware that us ladies have a tendency to jump on the bearded band-wagon as the years progress, I wasn’t ready for my nose to change!
So I’ve spent a lot of time staring into the mirror at my nostrils from various angles and trying to compare the current look to older photographs. Sam just rolls his eyes at me when I ask his opinion, but then that’s nothing new!
Let me know in the comments whether you think I should be carted off somewhere – or show solidarity and share the weird things you do. I’d love to hear them!
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