Renada from Nada J Knits tagged me for a meme about Idiosyncrasies. Yeah, I have a few.

id·i·o·syn·cra·sy
Pronunciation Key
n. pl. id·i·o·syn·cra·sies
A structural or behavioral characteristic peculiar to an individual or group.

Write down five of your own personal idiosyncrasies.

My idiosyncrasies are a bit of an ongoing joke around here. Whenever I do something stupid (which happens on a regular basis), I remind DH that he loves me because of my idiosyncrasies.

Mind you, coming up with 5 to put here hasn't been easy.

1. I have to have the blankets straight at night.
Yes, while I'm in the bed. I can't stand crumpled blankets. I smooth the quilt out when I get into bed. And it has to cover the whole bed, neatly. Lately, we've had an extra blanket thrown over the bed, and that has to lay neatly and straight too. DH takes great pleasure in folding a corner back or uncovering part of the bed to drive me insane.

2. I sew barefoot.
I can't operate the sewing machine with shoes on. I can't stand not being able to feel the pedal. So at most, I wear a pair of socks.

3. I hang the washing out with matching pegs.
If I'm hanging out a shirt or something that needs two pegs, they have to match. eg. they have to be 2 red ones, or 2 blue ones. I can't have a blue peg and a red peg together.

4. I hate waiting.
More so than is normal. I hate queues. I hate traffic. I hate red lights. To the point that I say I have a Red Light Elf, who goes ahead of me in traffic, sending lights red, just to aggravate me. I hate sitting at school waiting for Em in the afternoon. I hate waiting for Em to get ready in the morning. I hate to be late. I hate waiting for something I've ordered to arrive. Waiting and time wasting infuriates me. Seriously. And Em is a slow, laid back person. no wonder we fight ;)

5. I cannot sit still and do nothing.
Can't just watch TV, Have to be knitting or sewing, or blogging or surfing. I can't lay in the bath for hours. This is probably connected to the time wasting above. I seriously never have enough hours in a day. I can't even just talk on the telephone. If I'm on the phone, I'm doodling, or folding washing or playing solitaire. My mother says I need to learn to relax.
Pfft. Who has the time??

This was seriously hard. There were a few that were bandied about that I decided the whole of blogland didn't need to know about ;)