I find that I have a hard time being succinct. I am a worder. I love words almost as much as I love food and tastes of food. When I read and I come to a passage that is too detailed and adds nothing whatsoever to the long term story I skim through it. Blah blah blah. There are too many authors out there who love to throw in every little detail that they have learned about this nano of theirs that contributes nothing but words to the book. I usually read 1 or 2 books a day (sometimes if motivated I can read 3 or 4 but that doesn’t leave a lot of time for other pesky things like showering, sleeping, eating, cooking and interacting) but I like to skip to the end and see how it is going to end. If I don’t like the end or don’t agree with how they get there I have abandoned the book. Do I miss them, not really. I go to the Author site and see when the next book in the series in coming out. I really should be one of their Beta readers because one of these days I will probably go Misery on one of these authors and force them to write a book just for me.
For passwords I use a one note program and when I register I print this to one-note and include the username and password onto the page. For my bills I have them coming into a e-post and from there I arrange to pay the bill on the pay day closest to the due date. After the power and gas was turned off this summer I now pay an amount every month that is the same but still affordable. As long as a payment is made they don’t get too snicky about the amount. I love computer banking because you have the capability to set up payments months or years in advance. You can decide to pay X amount every month on the 12th. The nice thing about this versus having the company do it, is if something changes you are not committed and you can change it to a lower amount, different date, or scrap the payment that month altogether.
When DH is working I usually get up at 5 with him to bully him out the door on time. He always has to do one more thing. I can usually make any appointment on time as long as it is just me. That means if I have to finish dressing on the bus or in the car oh well. I can grab a tea and biscuit after the appointment or go for lunch. If the house is a disaster because I was searching last minute for the item they asked me to bring, I can always lock the door behind me. Talk about needing 24 hours notice, you definitely want to call before dropping by my house.
DH is a clean freak. It took him many years to adapt to the fact that I wasn’t his uber organized mother. From the time he could walk everything in his room was neat and clean. Not organized but if you don’t touch it he can put his hand on it. He is just wired that way. In my world we live in chaos. It isn’t really dirty just jumbled. Being a huge reader there are usually stacks of books everywhere. The computer desk is buried under paper. Same with bathrooms, and my bedroom. The basement is a storage repository.
I am a lover of gadgets. The kitchen is full of useful and not so useful things. I could cook for an army but we rarely (read never) have people over. We usually go out. I also have a hoarding tendency toward food and our cupboards are stuffed. Add to this that we inherited most of the dishes and such that belonged to DH’s mother. His mother also loved antiques and I hate dusting and could never keep things like his mama could. But as I said DH is getting used to this. I has only taken 21 years.
I like to write (in cursive) words backwards. I also recite the alphabet front to back and back to front. 