1. Oh mustard, how I loathe thee!
My close friends and family are very much aware of my hatred for this condiment but I thought it should be my first informational tidbit. I have never liked it, though I try it again every few years to see if my taste changes – no such luck so far. I can’t even have it in a recipe as I can taste its evil influence. If in trace amounts, I can tolerate it but it will forever ruin my eating experience in that moment.
2. I’m a closet home decorator.
Whenever I go into someone’s home, or see a house on television I automatically start daydreaming about how I would renovate it. I even do this when using the bathroom to pass the time. I love redesigning spaces in my mind to add value or make it more functional. If my friends would let me, I would come into their homes and re-vamp it for free, that’s how much I love organising things.
3. I Have Social Anxiety
Perhaps not as bad as never leaving the house, but I feel awkward in social settings and have to consciously behave like a normal human being. That’s why I am often chilling in a corner of the room observing people rather than interacting which makes it seem like I am not interested or are purposefully ignoring everyone. It is an effort for me to keep a conversation going as I am clueless about what to ask next because small talk does not come naturally to me. I am a great listener though!
4. Bubblewrap is my catnip.
When I see those lovely globules of air I cannot help myself, I have to pop them. I love the feeling of them being destroyed by my fingers, giving off that satisfying PLOP! I can almost feel my eyes dilating when I see some, and heaven forbid I get some in the mail from an order off Etsy because I will be far more interested in it than the product inside.
5. My kriptonite is dirty bathrooms.
I already have trouble tolerating grime but bathroom grime really grosses me out. I would like to differentiate between mess and grime though: mess like clutter doesn’t bother me all that much in another’s home (especially those with kids!), but when I visit someone and there are pubic hairs and congealed urine all over the toilet seat, that is where I cross the line. I consider it common courtesy to at least ensure the bathroom is serviceable for visitors if you invite me over. If I’m popping by short notice, I can understand but I assume that people aren’t animals who wallow in filth.
6. Cleaning Calms Me
When I am feeling stressed, I like to clean to get all the jitters out. Not only do I take immense satisfaction in the before/after of a cleaning spree, the process allows me to subconsciously sift through my thoughts and emotions. In fact, having a clean home keeps me sane. Cooking on the other hand is a drain. If anyone wants to feed my family I will gladly clean your house!
7. I have persistent back pain
This is caused by a misplaced hip that I have yet to fix. This may account for my low irritability threshold. And despite this, I carry my 20+ lbs son in a wrap every day. How’s that for determination?
8. Paper excites me
There’s is nothing I love more than cool patterned paper. I collect notepads, journals and giftwrap as well as a plethora of scrapbooking supplies. If you want to make me happy, buy me a stack of paper and coloured pens. When I go into a craft store I get overwhelmed by all the choices and can’t decide on just one thing. I need more excuses to hand-write people letters.
9. I wanted to be a tattoo artist
My obsession with body ink started fairly early on and I aspired to begin an apprenticeship in tattooing after highschool but never followed through with it because of lack of confidence in my abilities. Instead I went to college for Early Childhood Education.
10. I like Jesus
This may come as a surprise to many but I have nothing against Jesus’ teachings, only the cult that exploded from it; a cult mindset that he himself spoke out against which is irony at its best. He was a wise man born before his time and I value his ideas.