Creature of habit

It’s just occurred to me how much I am a creature of habit. Not in the sense of complete OCD, I don’t have to put on my underwear in a particular way, for example. Although if I get them on inside out I will be a little upset. Unfortunately this has happened on numerous occasions when I haven’t been drunk, or in the dark, which is a little worrying.

But it’s just the small things where I realize I have particular favorites:

  • A particular loo cubicle at work
  • A particular mug at work
  • A certain spot on the couch
  • My underwear on the right way
  • It’s the loo cubicle that gets me. I don’t know what drew me to it. From what I can tell, it flushes the same way as others. It’s the same design as the others. Yet it’s the first one I head to, and if it’s occupied I do feel a little out of sorts.

    Not enough to throw someone out of my cubicle of course

    I could get poo on my hands.

    Not my poo either.

    Yuk.

    Do you have anything in particular that you have a “favorite” of? That you immediately gravitate towards?

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