I am particular.
I have to make my bed in the morning with the black pillowcase openings pointing outward and the pink pillowcase openings facing inward.
I have to put mascara on twice.
I need to wash my hands after; driving, riding the subway, eating, sneezing, cooking, typing, using my mouse, cleaning, using the bathroom (but that one goes without saying) being outside, being inside, being asleep, being awake. Let’s just say I wash my hands frequently, but not because I have some sort of germ phobia. I wash my hands repeatedly because when my hands feel dirty, my face feels dirty. I wash my hands to have a clean face. Of course.
I have a serious deficiency in the quantity of hangers I posses for all of my clothes. I need to buy more so that I can stop pretending my shirts are dirty solely because I don’t have a hanger to put them away on. But the hangers have to match. Currently I have blue metal hangars and white plastic ones. (Now, before you tell that these don’t match, it’s because I need the metal ones for a certain type of fabric and the plastic ones for another. Of course) I cannot find hangers in the store that match the ones I have, so that means I will have to get rid of my current supply and buy a completely new collection. I can’t bring myself to be so wasteful (both of the hangers I currently have and my money) so I will continue to live with my inadequate closet.
I have to sleep on the side of the bed furthest from the door because I feel like my room looks weird if my nightstand is on the same side of the room as the door.
I can’t get manicures because they file my nails in the wrong shape.
I have a sock thing. Once a year I buy a new set of multi-colored, no-show socks from Famous Footwear. Always Famous, always two packs (because they’re buy one get the second half off) then I throw my old socks away leaving only my fresh new socks. But that’s not even weird. I then throw them all into my sock box willy nilly… Knowing how particular I am you’d think they’d have to be folded properly, but that would ruin the next part. I always have to wear my socks mismatched. If I reach in and accidentally grab a matching pair I will put one back and redraw. You’d think I was a 14 year old.
But I know I’m not alone… How are the rest of you particular? Can anyone top my “wash my hands to have a clean face” nonsense?