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Odd Little Habits of Mine

We all have little things that we can’t help but do. Some are normal habits that I think we all have, but others can be a little strange. Well, I don’t think that I do anything massively weird, but I guess that’s what a weird person would say. However, when I’ve told people some of these habits, they’ve been like “what?!”. So I thought I’d put this post together to write down some of my “odd” little habits and see if I actually think they’re weird when reading them back. Or if this helps me find other weirdos who do the same, that’s a bonus.


1. The Wonderful Snooze Button.

Okay, so we’ll start with the one that I think is most common and what I want to change the most. Pressing that damn snooze button every morning. I’ve gotten so bad at this that now I have to set my alarm half an hour before I need to be up. That gives me 3 snoozes – sometimes I’ll be cheeky and even push it to 4.

Waking up in the morning is never easy, and the extra few minutes nap seems like your best friend. But honestly, I think it makes you worse in the long run. I just end up being more tired throughout the day and it makes the task of eventually getting out of bed feel deadly. I need to find something to fix my zombie-like nature and just get out of that damn bed.


2. Oh, I’m sorry!

I’m terrible for this one. I will say sorry to a wall after walking into it. Although, the more common one is replying with “sorry” after being told I say sorry too much. That usually results in me getting a rather large, and slightly angry, sigh from whoever I’m speaking too.

Besides the few silly little things like apologising to a wall I just mentioned, I’ll say sorry when anyone seems annoyed or upset. Honestly, I think this habit comes from having empathy and maybe even being too polite. I don’t want that to sound like I’m blowing my own trumpet, because by no means am I the kindest person. It just feels natural to give a little apology when someone tells me of a misfortune, even the tiniest ones. But me and big sorry mouth end up making people more annoyed.

“Why are you sorry? It wasn’t your fault!”

I know, but there’s nothing else I can say? Maybe it’s just me and I shouldn’t say anything when someone tells me they’ve broke a nail or split their coffee.




3. A Spoonful of Sugar.

I undeniably have a sweet tooth, I have my dad to thank for that. He’ll do anything for a bit of chocolate. Easter is a nightmare for me, because every day after the holiday when I go to have some of one of my eggs, it’s gone. And there’s only one other person who could have possibly ate it.

Thankfully I’m not as bad as my dad when it comes to chocolate, but I’m sneaky when it comes to making drinks. I only have one sugar in my tea, but whenever I make a cup for myself or someone else, I’ll eat a spoonful of sugar right there and then. I couldn’t tell you when this habit started and I know it’s awful, but let’s just say it helps the medicine go down.


4. Take those headphones out!

Music is one of my favourite things and I listen to something at every opportunity. While I’m working, relaxing, getting ready, on the train, etc. I think it’s being on holiday that’s made me think I need to take the headphones out once in a while. When I’m at home or work, in either my focused or chilled zone, music is great and I’ll make the most of it there. But I think while on my daily commute, it’d be nice to listen to the world around me instead sometimes.

My walks with Olive have made me see the area in which I live in a different light – it’s actually quite beautiful in it’s own little ways. But then I still have my dog to concentrate on, so I think those morning walks by myself will make me appreciate nature even more.




5. Chop, Chop, Chop.

My fringe is my pride and joy. I love it. Occasionally I’ll part it in the middle to go for a different look, which I do quite like, but part of me is lost without my little forehead blanket. So yeah, I can’t remember a time when I didn’t have a fringe, and I don’t see me without one in the near future. But the one time it really frustrates me is when it gets too long.

It becomes so hard to handle, gets in my eyes and just generally annoys the hell out of me. When I get to this stage of anger, the smart thing to do would be go to the hairdressers. But no, I’m too impatient for that. Instead, I pick up the scissors myself and chop away at my fringe. Luckily I’ve not had a massive disaster yet. I mean, it’s never perfectly straight, but after a few more little snips, it’s not that noticeable. Saying that, I get moaned at every time I go to the hairdressers because they then have to neaten up my mess.

I should definitely stop getting so scissor happy before something does go wrong, but honestly, the risk of something awful happening makes it more fun. Then again, I bet I won’t be saying that when I have no fringe at all.


Reading that back, I still don’t think I’m strange. I can’t be the only one who does at least one of these… Let me know if you do the same as me just to prove I’m not weird. Or if you have any other “odd” little habits, I’d love to hear them!

Thanks for reading!