This week in LitPark, Susan Henderson asked a simple question: What are your five most annoying habits. This caused me to sit back for at least ten seconds to consider mine. Here is what I posted at LitPark:
- I am a clutter magnet. I have a beautiful, roomy office with several storage cabinets and cubbies, but my desk always looks like someone dumped a box of assorted business materials, files, pens, and other unusual items all over it. As I gaze over at it, I can see the following:
. A small can of Play-Doh (orange).
. Broken things: two digital cameras, a cell phone, a watch, and a light bulb.
. A flying fish car intenna flag from Catalina Island
. My cartoon mentors: Gumby (flexibility); Felix-the-cat (resourcefulness) Rafiki (wisdom), and Sponge Bob (humor). - I am a compulsive reader, especially when dining alone. I will read anything within eyesight and will get fidgety if there is nothing to read. When I am reading a novel, I slip out of this world and into the author's world so completely I lose interest in my own world--even my own writing, which is why I seldom allow myself to read novels when I am working on my own.
- I am a crackberry addict, who has been known to check email in business meetings, read blogs while dining alone (see number 2, re: compulsive reader) or write notes about the coming week during church.
- I am a computer geek to the detriment of my physical wellbeing. I would rather play at my computer than go to the gym with my husby. Because I also love to eat, this annoying habit is very noticeable to everyone who sees the extra fluff around my face and body.
- I accelerate fast, stop fast, and generally push my car and myself to the limit whether or not it's a hop across town or a long road trip. If you read between the lines, this is also a metaphor of my life.
What are your five most annoying habits? Tell us here and then swing over to LitPark and share them with the gang at the park.
4 comments:
I sympathize very much with your second and fifth points. I too get fidgety if there's nothing to read when I'm eating by myself. And I accelerate too fast as well. An even worse habit nowadays, since it wastes gas....
AJ
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So. Basically. Wow. It's. A trip. That. Fragmented sentences. I love them. That was a complete one I think. I don't speak gud ... i g 2 kawleg
Just kidding. I mean I do. Wow. That was random. So I think it's amazing that I was browsing the interwebs and I ended up on your blog. And your last name reminded me of a friend's last name, so I go to her blog and I see she hasn't updated ...
So I say "Elisabeth, what the eff? You need to start updating your blog." And then she was on AIM, so I say, I think I found your mother, because I had my suspicions. And so ... wow.
You've raised an amazing daughter. Thank you for her mind.
Your mind needs to be constantly stimulated. Is that such a bad thing?
Your number 2 hit home with me. As much as I love Greece and would move there in a heartbeat given the chance, the one thing that drove me bonkers over there was my inability to read anything around me: menus, cereal boxes, road signs, billboards, or much of anything else. Couldn't even scan the newspapers as I passed on the street.
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