Getting to know flutherers (Pt.2) - will you share some of your neuroses/ocd actions with me?

whenever I see babies cry… I eat them…

Answering Fluther questions first!!!

Just kidding.

edit: dang, I won’t sleep for a week now.

i compulsively use listography.com to make lists of random shit.

also… i make piles of thing.
i was supposed to clean my room and instead i categorized my stuff into about 7 piles.
my mom came in and sat there for 10 minutes and still didnt understand my categorization system.

If someone does something stupid in a movie, I can no longer watch said movie.
It drives me crazy.

I am happy to say I don’t have OCD.
I am happy to say I don’t have OCD.
I am happy to say I don’t have OCD.
I am happy to say I don’t have OCD.
I am happy to say I don’t have OCD.

I have to take the labels of bottles after I use them. I count, everything…

Left sock, right sock, left shoe, right shoe. Always always always.

Re arrange table place setting and condiments

I count my breaths as I run in 4’s, like a 4/4 measure in music.

I worry that I haven’t locked the front door when ever I leave home.

I count words in subtitles in movies, they have to add up to four…
Same for my steps when I’m out walking, they have to ass up to four.
It’s a reaccuring (sp?) number in my life…

I can’t leave a basketball court without sinking my last shot.

Things have to have just the right amount of space between them. The labels on canned goods & spice bottles have to face forward. Kitchen towels folded just so before I go to bed. No water can be left on faucets. They have to be wiped off. Everything in the sink has to be turned upside down if left there. Getting ready to go on an extended vacation is a nightmare the morning we leave, because everything has to be just so.

Compulsive internet usage.

I have to eat M&Ms and skittles two at a time of the same color.

When I was little I always used to chew things the same number of times on each side of my mouth. Like one bite three times on the right, next bite three times on the left. Clearly I’m into symmetry.

If I am walking along a sidewalk with cracks in it, I have to step on the cracks, and with alternating feet. Sometimes I must take weirdly-spaced steps for this to work out.

Hopefully my mom isn’t in traction.

I am a cumpulsive door locker. I can’t tell you how many times I have locked myself out of my car or the house. It irritates the hell out of my wife.

I calculate the factors of car numbers when ever I am out. Perhaps that is why I never got my driver’s license.

The compulsion to check Fluther multiple times a day, even when I don’t always have the time, is the only one that comes to mind.

I put lotion on my hands at least 20 times a day. If they have a hint of dryness, I run for the lotion.

@Lightlyseared
yes, exactly…i also have to touch the stove in the places where it’s lit underneath to feel that it’s till warm aka the gas isn’t leaking

@laureth
i do that too with cracks
i have to step on them
and on manholes
2 steps on each manhole

Drinking glasses cannot go in the sink, they stay on the counter until washed
I won’t handle or wash plasticware

I have this weird thing (goes away with prozac, thankfully) where I make acronyms in my head out of an annoying amount of things I hear. Like if someone said “Look at that dog,” the “L-A-T-D” runs through my head. I’m oddly good at it, and can do it easily with really long sentences.

I’ve only told one person in “real life” that I do this, and luckily he thought it made me way less nuts that I think it makes me

I am the epitome of the “motormouth” you have often heard of. I have a compulsion to talk, interrupt, and keep up a constant stream of blab, blab, blab. It is nearly uncontrollable, especially when I am among strangers. I also arrange things constantly, putting them in “order” of size or such.

I have a strange ‘sense’ of the way a room should be arranged, and when I stay at a motel, if they put me in a room that is “backwards”, I usually ask to be moved.

Like @fireinthepriory, I have to eat M&Ms, Skittles, Reese’s Pieces, jelly beans, etc., two at a time of the same color. One on each side of my mouth. And I have to finish off on an odd number. I can’t eat two sets of two or four sets of two. It has to be three or five (or more, but you get the point).

Also, when I take a bite of food, I then bite that in half and chew with half on each side of my mouth. I guess I like symmetry, too.

The volume on my TV/stereo/computer/CD player/etc. has to be on an odd number. If it has bars and no numbers, it has to be an odd number of bars.

While I’m typing, if I want to indicate that a word would be drawn out if I were speaking (I looooove pie!) the repeated letter has to be repeated an odd number of times. If the part of the word being drawn out is a double letter (Pie is gooooooooood!) it has to be an even number because in my mind it’s actually the odd number twice. An odd number in that case would make it asymmetrical and unacceptable.

When I do movie reviews, I have to do them in groups of three, five or six. One is too short for its own post, and two and four are even and unacceptable. Six is okay because my mind sees it as sets of three.

Obviously, my major thing is even vs. odd numbers. I don’t have a problem with two, and I’m not exactly sure why. And even numbers that end in zero are okay, too, because my mind categorizes them as “divisible by five” rather than “even.”

@Likeradar: I do that, too, but… on purpose. It’s because I spend so much of my free time doing puzzles and mind exercises. So I’m constantly listening to/looking at the words in the world around me and making things into abbreviation puzzles or anagrams (my favorite) or just counting syllables. It’s not an uncontrollable OCD thing, though. I’m just weird. :D

I count syllables when people talk.

When there are subtitles, I must read them.

Everything has to be either parallel or perpendicular to everything else.

If it’s not, I will fix it.

have you seen the show Monk? this thread is oddly reminding me of it :)

@RedPowerLady it’s really cool to see that lots of people are a little nutty. :D

@Likeradar i think nutty is the true normal ;)

I count the beats to every sing I hear. YYZ and March of the Pigs piss me off with their crazy time signatures.

29/8? Really?

Here’s another one I just caught myself doing. I go through the trash bag, mostly the one in the kitchen, and re-arrange the trash so it will fit better. Today, my grandson threw away the remains of his fast food lunch, and ‘filled’ up the bag, so I pulled it out, folded up the bag, opened out the cardboard box, and laid them both in flat. They now only take up two inches instead the whole bag.

Another thing I find myself doing: when I see a sign, as in an advertisement, I try to make new words with the available letters.

My big compulsion is hidden behind the drawers and doors in my kitchen. All dishes must be arranged ‘just so’. All of my dishes are white, except two green soup bowls… they have to live in another cabinet than the white dishes. Glasses with like glasses, silverware stacked neatly, and no mixing of small and large forks! I have a large custom made spice rack, hanging on a kitchen wall and visible to all. I bought 35 (-ish) identical glass spice jars, and used my label maker to make uniform labels for them. They are arranged in alphabetical order, must face exactly forward, and must all be the same distance from the back of the rack. I bought 4 glass bottles and labeled them too, for my oils and vinegar. Now, I know that all of this isn’t really all that weird, except, the rest of the house (even the kitchen!) can be a complete mess and I couldn’t care less! The sink could be full of dirty dishes, the counter cluttered with soda cans, and that’s fine… but let a spice jar be a smidge out of place and I am on it. WTF?

@augustlan: Lurve for the green soup bowls “living” away from the white ones. EVEN THOUGH THAT IS RACISM. YOU BIGOT. ;)

Also, I totally get the thing with only certain things being obsessively organized. I’m the same way. People who only know me as a moderator or who have seen how the files on my computer are organized can NOT believe the absolute disaster area that is the rest of my personal space.

@Likeradar I constantly make up acronyms myself. Recently answered a questioned in a thread w/SAFU (Situation All F’ed Up) I don’t see it as odd, never thought of it as OCD. Although friends have asked me, what are you talking about!My favorite would be KISS (Keep It Simple Stupid) :)

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On tile floors I have to walk like a knight (the chess piece, as in two forward and one across)
I cant step on cracks
Things must be put in order
Things must be even
Cell phone left pocket, keys right pocket, wallet left rear pocket
podcasts, unread emails and wisdm questions are not allowed to pile up

When I see license plates or the numbers on a digital clock I try to come up with some sort of math problem with the numbers or I look to create a pattern.