I Am a Good Person But I Am Not Perfect

I was driving home from lunch, thinking that I am pretty normal and then I stopped. I am normal but I do have a few quirks. Don't we all? So I am going to list a few of my quirks. Do we ever know why we do certain things? Here goes:

I don't like to be late. I will be 15 minutes early for my own funeral. Give me a time, I will be ready.

I don't like to go barefoot. never, ever. My feet are so soft and sensitive, it is painful. You know those non slip surfaces at pools? They cut my feet into shreds.

I eat one thing at a time on my plate. Weird. I know.

I have made friends for a lifetime. I have known my best friend since we were 2 yrs old. Seriously. But I will cut people off if they betray me. Quickly and I don't look back.

Everything in my house has to work. If it doesn't, and it can't be fixed , then it goes.

I am sentimental. I tend to keep things I should not. I have to learn to let go...I have kept old love letters, and childhood things.

I don't procrastinate at all. If something needs to be done, I do it.

I have a horrible temper. It takes a lot to make me mad but when I am, it is like a sonic boom.

I have to be busy. If I am just sitting still, check my pulse. I am either dead or sick. (NO, I don't have ADHD)

I drive, talk, walk and eat fast. I need a speed limit posted on my body.

I hope I don't sound too weird but this is the truth...