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TAGGED! Did You Not Learn Your Lesson Last Time?

My friend over at Three's Company tagged me.  I guess she didn't read my last tag. I guess she hasn't figured out how long winded I am.  I guess she hasn't figured out that I love to talk and talk and talk.  I mean really I could have just condensed the last three sentences into one but you all know how much I go on and on.  So here we are with an all new tag game it is all called, "Name 6 of your quirks." To be honest I haven't figured out why she even tagged me.  It was extremely difficult for me to even come up with six quirks.  Being as I am so incredibly quirk free. (If you are not picking up on the sarcasm here, please realize that my voice is dripping with sarcasm.) 

Ironically my very first (and boy did it take me a long time to come up with this one, you know sense I am so quirk free) quirk.  I have a difficult time communicating with out teasing, joking, kidding ok, ok, ok being sarcastic.  I am a very tongue in the cheek kind of person. Hard to believe I know because as you read through this blog I seem so serious. :)


I am very quirky about laundry it has to be washed a specific way, it has to be dried a specific way, it has to be folded a very specific way.  Which really is a major down fall around here because I end up being the only person doing laundry for six people.  Add that to the fact that I am anal about it and you see that laundry is rarely caught up in this here house.  I would like to find a way to banish this particular quirk but every time Brent goes anywhere near the laundry I have an extreme panic attack. 

Speaking of panic attacks I have them ALL the time.  Every time I do anything new my blood pressure sky rockets and my poor heart about explodes. When I say ALL the time you have to realize I mean ALL the time.  Everyday that I walk out of my house something happens to set my poor heart to pumping.  One day I am going to just fall down because my heart will have thumped its last thump. In fact, I'm pretty sure I love blogging because it means I don't have to go out and deal with the big mean world.  I like this safe little cyber world.  Now if I could just find out how to run the kids without leaving my computer.  My life would be perfect.



Perfection would be my next quirk.  Not that I am perfect! Heck No, no where near perfect. I am however, a closet perfectionist. Hello, my name is Krissi and I want everything PERFECT!!   The problem with perfection is that it doesn't exist.  Wanting everything perfect is in fact quite impossible. Because what is perfect? The greatest source of stress in my life is found trying to achieve something that doesn't exist.  That's quite quirky don't you think?



My last two quirks are actually quite hilarious if you remember just one thing.  I teach swim lessons.  I work at a swimming pool.  I spend about 12 hours a week in the water. I teach kids to swim in the deep water.  I teach kids how to dive into deep water.  Ok, here it is no laughing!  I HATE DEEP WATER.  I don't mind swimming in it.  BUT I HATE, HATE, jumping into deep water.  Those panic attacks I was talking about always seem to emerge every time I jump into water that requires me to swim to get to the top. It is absolutely ridiculous and every day I work I force myself to jump into the water.  My boss, who is the only one that knows about this little phobia, tells me to get over it and certify to be a life guard. But, but, but, but it is just so DEEP!


Here it is my last quirk (yup the very last one, no other quirks to be thought of). I know how I am going to die.  I know amazing I know how, I'm not sure when, but I know how. Cold water, one day I will jump into to cold  water and that will be the end of me.  I'm convinced of this little factoid.  Every time I put my toes in cold water I think this may be the day. Which is generally why I don't jump in but take my time and get in slowly.  But one day I am going to go for it jump right in to the cold water and that will be all she wrote.

So there it is six quirks.  Do you love me still? Oh, well I never claimed to be normal. In fact I do believe I have said more then once I'm nuts. So now it is your turn to share all your quirkiness.  Ready Heather B, Amy B,  Sharonda N, Stacy H, Lisa R, and Becky L.  Share with us all your quirkiness. 

Comments

Amos said…
Cute pictures!!!! I don't have any cute pictures to go with all my quirkiness though. I will get on that assignmnet right away.:) BTW, I have thought a lot about the 100 Mile bike ride challenge and I think I am going to be a party pooper and say
"No".:( I can't commit to the training right now and to be quite honest the distance (100 miles) scares me. I appreciate the invite, so thank you for that, but I will just be the cheerleader this time and sit this one out. You will do great and the feeling of accomplishment at the end will be awesome.
Me, Myself and I said…
You're sarcastic? Noooooo........

Really though, I like that you like to talk, because I am more of a listener, if you haven't noticed. I like to be around talkers. It's not that I don't have anything to say. It's that I don't think people care about what little-old-me thinks.

Okay, I did find the water thing surprising.
You are hilarious! I love your pictures. What is your laundry method? I'm always interested in new ways to do things. I guess I have some homework to do! :0)

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