The Commitment Papers Are Ready

In the spirit of fun and the ability to poke fun at myself, I am going to let you all in on how weird I truly am by listing a few of my quirks and weird habits. I am sure I'm not thinking of everything, so if you know me or have had the distinct privilege of being my roommate at some time, feel free to add to this list:

• I can't stand onions, but I like onion rings.
  

• I HATE, HATE, HATE coconut, but I love coconut shrimp.
  

• I am a fastidious budgeter. Ok….so I am anal. I only have one checking account, but I have a spreadsheet called "Sarah's Budget" set up with different accounts, and have designated amounts that go into each account each month. I have the basics: Rent, Utilities, Gas, Groceries, Haircut, etc., but then I have crazy ones like: Hobbies, Postage, Mary Kay, Gifts. Yes, I have a hobby account. I have 31 regular accounts that I put money into, and that doesn’t include the 3 saving “sub” accounts I have my saving account broken into. Or my temporary accounts like Christmas & Reimbursements [which I use for work expenses]. Not only do I have all these accounts, but I have this obsession with it being balanced almost every day. I make sure all my debits and credits have been entered into my checkbook, then make sure they are all entered into their proper accounts in my budget spreadsheet. Then I make sure it all balances with my online account with my bank. I have codes in my check book. I put a dot next to each debit and credit to indicate whether they’ve been entered into my spreadsheet. A dot on the left side of the total balance means my checkbook balances with my budget. A dot on the right side means my checkbook balances with all cleared items in my checking account. On any given day, I usually have a rough idea of not only how much I have in my account, but how much I have in each sub account that makes up my budget. No, I am not obsessed with money. I could really care less about money. It’s a gift and a blessing, and as long as I can tithe and give and all my bills are paid, I am happy. I don’t need a lot, and have enough to live. I am just obsessed with being a good steward, I guess. And obsessed with budgeting. Hey, this IS a list of weird quirks. I never said it was normal. But if any of you would like my help setting up your own budget [and it doesn’t have to be anally detailed like mine], I love doing that kind of stuff. Only know that a budget is only as good as your ability to be disciplined and stick to it…..
  

• When I am absently thinking, I pat the end of my nose with my index finger. In fact, I am doing it in between typing as I try to think up all my quirks and habits.
  

• I have this habit of always having to ‘fix’ my eyebrows in the morning. Even when I don’t wear make-up [which is more often that some might realize, hehehe] I must brush my eyebrows in place and then ‘keep’ them in place with clear mascara. I know where this quirk comes from, but as it is a slightly painful childhood story, I will not share it.
  
  
• My friend Nichole noticed I have this pointing… thing. Apparently when I point sometimes [not all the time, I think just short range pointing or something] I wiggle my index finger in and out. I don’t know. She just said I did it. A lot. I didn’t notice until she pointed it out.
  

• If I am smiling really big, I tend to scrunch up my nose. I find it annoying. I had a friend in high school who called it my bunny nose. Bunny nose this. :P
  

• I snort when I laugh. Yeah, I know, you all who know me KNOW THIS. It’s not just a random, ever so often thing. No, it is quite frequent. Thankfully it’s not all the time. I have noticed, however, that it seems to get more frequent. Yikes. I think this is a quirk that is only annoying to me, b/c everyone else seems to get a kick out of it. I even have had friends in the past who have actually pointed at me and laughed when I would snort. Yeah, I really enjoyed that.
  

• I must have a fan on at night when I sleep. Every night. I NEED it for the noise. I have this small fan I keep on the floor that I turn on ‘high’ at night. It’s on the floor so it doesn’t blow on me, b/c I also can’t stand for a fan to blow on me at night while I am trying to sleep. It makes my hair blow around and tickle my face.
  

• I love to hug [people I know, like friends and family], but am timid a lot of the time in initiating a hug, unless I know the other person is expecting it or something.
  
  
• I have tidiness issues. I like things tidy. Common areas of my domicile, like the kitchen, living room, bathroom, etc, are kept neat and tidy. I am not fastidious about it—I don’t have to vacuum every day or anything like that. As long as it looks picked up and neat, and there are no dishes in the sink, I am fine. However, when it comes to my car and my room, ……. you would think I was the biggest slob on the planet. Its not as though I want them to be messy, I just never….get around to it. I am not one who hangs out in my room. I use it for sleeping, changing clothes, and the like. And my car gets me from point A to point B. I guess since I am not ‘living’ in my room and car, I don’t get them clean. I try, and every once in a while am successful.

I think that is it for now. But if anyone knows of anything else, let me know!