weird.

Today I realized that I have two absolutely ridiculous quirks and in true misty "that's a good story" fashion, I'm going to share them with you.

quirk #1

This one I have actually known about for quite some time: my disgust for the smell of syrup. I walked into my store's restroom this afternoon and literally wrinkled my nose in disgust like somebody had farted. Did it smell like fart? Nope, it smelled like syrup. Yuck. It's absolutely repulsive. And it just smells dirty. Husband gets into biiiig trouble when he fails to rinse his pancake dishes. Wife kinda wants to kill him. Ask him, he'll tell you.

quirk #2

I am severely uncomfortable when I have to eat food with my shoes on. Even when I wear chacos I'll notice that I slip them off under the bar (we are sans table until the big move) every night at dinner. Today at lunch I went outside on the patio to eat my Wendy's and my shoes came off. Eating outside on the Starbucks patio in my socks. Very professional. I grew up in a house covered with carpet and living in our house now with the hardwood floors is still hard to get used to. I never used to wear shoes. They stifle me, yet they aren't optional if I want happy feet and joints. Even though everybody & their mother tells me hardwood is so much better (and I believe them) I'm excited to have carpet again!! Carpet means I get to walk around in my socks again. So yeah, back to the food... I guess I just need to be absolutely comfortable when I eat my food or something.

so i enjoy talking about why i'm weird.

i hope this inspires you to stay weird.

that was weird.

weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.weird.

hah :)