The Secrets I Keep

There are certain things in my life that I just don't tell people. Little, white secrets I keep all to myself. I never voice them for fear that they would make me look weird. But let's be honest, not only do I look weird, I am weird. I can't let out all my secrets at once. But, I can give a few of my favorites:

• Whenever I have to pull my van trunk door closed, I always imagine I'm giving a spin to the giant Price As Right number wheel.
• As I walk through the house, if I see a stain, smear, smudge on the wall, I lick my fingers and wipe it off. It's my secret cleaning tool. I figure that if I don't take care of it right then, I'll forget about it. So, I use my spit. I lived in my last house for 12 years. I bet I licked that baby clean.
  
• Todd has an obsession with lights and water. He constantly turns off the lights in a room that I will return to within minutes. It. drives. me. crazy. If anyone leaves the water running on the faucet, or runs the dishwasher when its not stacked to maximum capacity, he almost comes unglued. Knowing all of this about him gives me an advantage. Some days, when I'm really irritated with him, once he leaves for work I turn on ALL the lights and endlessly run the water. It makes me happy inside.
• I think that colored socks are warmer than white socks. When my feet are really cold, I put on my socks with bright, red hearts on them. My feet are instantly warmed.
• Odd numbers are creepy. Even numbers bring me peace.

That's enough for today. I can only reveal so many secrets at once. I wouldn't want anyone to think I was weird.