I've been tagged

I am so far behind with my blogging. But last night my friend, Annette, tagged me with her post about quirks. So I will start catching up by responding to hers first. Listed below, in random order, are some of my quirks that come to mind. Many of mine are similar to Annette's. I will try to think of some that are different.

#1 Laundry-The dirty laundry must be sorted. More importantly, the dirty dish towels must NOT be in a basket with any other towels or clothing. They have a basket all their own. Dish towels have a stink unique to them and it spreads to anything touching them. Have you ever used what you thought was a clean bath towel, only to discover, too late, that you just dried off and now smell like a moldy dish rag? Hate that.

#2 Dishwasher-I am a little bit anal when it comes to loading the dishwasher. Over the years I have learned how to maximize the space within it. I have a method which allows me to load it with tons of stuff and have it all come out clean. I also put all the dirty forks together, spoons together, etc. to hasten the unloading of them into the utensil drawer.

#3 Procrastinator-I have always worked better "under pressure". That's what I tell myself anyway. For example, if we have family or friends coming to visit, I can paint the guest bedroom, clean the carpet and dust the baseboards, all in about an hour. Otherwise, I am content to let those tasks sit undone for endless periods of time. I manage my time much better when I know I have a limited amount of it. Why is that? If anyone knows, please advise.

#4 Ear and nose hair-I know, I know, this is a normal thing that most people have. And I don't really pay attention to this feature on other people (unless it is REALLY obvious). But I inspect my husbands ears and nose regularly--usually when we are driving somewhere and I'm in the passenger seat. You have a great view from there:-) He hates it. But I'm sure he's secretly grateful that I'm keeping him well groomed.

#5 Eye goobers-I have tried to teach my children to wash their faces first thing in the morning. But almost every morning when they are about to rush out the door to school, I see those crusty goobers in their eyes. If time permits, I send them to the bathroom to wash them off. However, most days we don't have time. It's okay though. As I sit and type, I have goobers in mine. Not the end of the world.

I know I have more quirks. I will add them to this post as I think of them. But this incriminating list will suffice for now. If anyone else reading this entry feels so inclined to respond, consider yourself tagged!