One Person's Crazy is Another Person's Normal

Okay, so maybe I'm a little weird. I have some interesting quirks that, I guess, make me somewhat unique. I don't like touching or holding little things. So sue me! Not little things, like a small child. Little things like coins smaller than a quarter, jewelry (ugh!) and tiny, thimble-like things.

I can't watch others, or myself for that matter, brush their teeth. Sorry, slobber makes me vomit.

I have to make myself NOT count the light poles when I'm driving down the street, and not count my footsteps when I'm out taking a walk.

And, as I have proven to myself recently, I like ending my meal all on the same bite.

This one may need some explaining. You see, if I were eating a burger and fries (which we all no I would NOT do), I would have to have two fries left when I'm down to my last bite of burger. (See Exhibit A)

Exhibit A

Here, I was eating brisket with grilled vegetables. As you see, I have one bite of brisket left with one bite of grilled cauliflower and one grilled grape tomato (very tasty by the way). I don't know why I do this. I didn't know I had done it until I got down to this on my plate. I felt the need to take a photo as to document my quirkiness.

Let's move on to Exhibit B. This came tonight, which prompted this blog. Here is my plate of fruit.

Exhibit B

There you go.  Two bites of cantaloupe, two green grapes and two black grapes.  Again, I didn't plan it. It just happens this way.

And here's the really crazy thing! If someone would have come by and grabbed a grape or swiped a piece of cantaloupe, I would have had to go to my happy place to make it through. Now, I would have made it through but that's only because I discovered this little thing about myself years ago and I have had plenty of time to learn my coping skills.

There was a time when the grape grabber would have lost a finger or I would have just pushed the plate away and walked away from what should have been an incredible ending to a great plate of fruit. But I have grown, as we all have to do at times.

So alas, if you see me eating and notice my plate coming to a calculated end, feel free to disrupt my chi and take my food.  Or, embrace my quirkiness and step away.  Slowly step away.