I have a weird obsession. I’m obsessed with time. I am very uncomfortable in a room that doesn’t have a clock if I’m not wearing a watch. Thank God I’ve never forgotten to bring a watch to Vegas with me. In case you’ve never been there or don’t know… casino’s historically do not have clocks or windows in the gambling areas.
In my bedroom I like to have multiple clocks to I don’t need to roll over to see what time it is. I want to know the time from whatever vantage point I’m laying. (Does that make sense?)
The weird thing about all this is that I’m not obsessed with being punctual. I’m chronically 5 minutes late for almost everything. Though I suppose it depends what it is I’m being late to. I’m not late to weddings or funerals, but I’ll be 5 minutes late for dinner or a nail appointment.
One thing about this obsession that makes me absolutely crazy is going to my Mother’s house. No two clocks have the same time and it makes me insane! I’m not even talking about a couple minute off, she’s got one that’s usually 25 minutes fast! She does it to try to trick herself into getting places on time. But if you know it’s set ahead you just do the math and tell yourself you’ve got plenty of time to get there. I just hate that I can’t look at a clock there and really know what time it is!!!!
Ah screw it, next time I’m there maybe I’ll synchronize her clocks and really mess with her! LOL!
What are some of your crazy obsessions?
How do they impact your life?
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