• Quirks


    Hi, there. Adrean here again. Wow, seems like Lynn really liked Eclipse, huh? She made a quick appearance on the blog all the way from Paris yesterday, even.

    Well, today she’s traveling back to the states. Another long day at airports, on airplanes, and sitting in those tiny, little seats.

    That would freak me out.

    I have this little issue, or as my buddy Logan calls it, QUIRKS.

    Whatever.

    Anyway, I don’t do enclosed spaces very well, hence the not much traveling. Hey, I live on the first floor for a reason. No elevators.

    And don’t even try to mess with my routines, either.

    Seriously.

    I go to the same diner at the same time and eat the same meal every day.

    But you know one thing that shook me out of my quirks – okay, some people call them compulsions – a beautiful woman.

    Enter, Lexi.

    Sure, it kinda ticked me off the first time I saw her because she was sitting in the booth I prefer . . . but that anger quickly dissipated when she flashed her eye-sparkling smile at me.

    I got to know her a little, and you know what? She didn’t mind my little quirks so much. She’s even got a couple, but I won’t go into them. . . she said she was going to read this post . . .

    So, to my question to you all is,What little habits do you have?

    And since Lynn is thousands of miles up in the air and can’t read this, I’ll tell you one of hers. . . .

    She HAS to have the volume on an odd number.

    For real. It’s so weird.

    In the car, if Charlie (her husband) turns the volume up and it lands on an even number, she pushes it up or down one notch so it’s on an odd number.

    Weird, huh?

    But then again, I hear writers are weird.

    What’s my excuse then?