Monday, December 11, 2006

5 More Things/6Weird Things about Me

I have been tagged by Skippymom to reveal 5 MORE things that you may not know about me, and by Gardenia, to come clean with 6 weird things about me. I'll combine them together and tell you some of my deep, dark, secrets.
When I asked my kids to help me with my weird list, the answer was the same from all 3. Compulsive vacuuming. I hate housework, and because of my depression, it is an even bigger struggle. I do however, vacuum. My vac never gets put away, it just gets parked. I heard the kids whispering about an intervention.
I love the smell of gasoline and new tires. When I was little, my Dad had a towing buisiness, and it reminds me of him. If only I could find that in a perfume......
The next one is a big one. I once had a crush on my brother. Before you all start playing the Duelling Banjos theme from Deliverance, there is a bit of a back story. He wasn't actually my brother at the time. He was my Dads girlfriends kid then, and I thought he was oh so sweet. Our parents got married, my Dad adopted him, and now we are completely estranged. So much for brotherly love.
I married my 1st husband out of guilt. Catholic guilt, actually. We had a daughter, and were living in sin, and my parents were freaking out. I knew that he wasn't Mr. right, just Mr. RightNOW, but married him anyway. I cried walking down the aisle because I KNEW that it was a mistake. They weren't tears of joy.
I stayed married to my 2nd husband because I loved his mom so much. I didn't want to lose her, and I felt like a 2nd divorce would be the equivilent of wearing a big scarlet letter on my chest. As it turns out, that the divorce was one of the best things that I ever did.
I know things before they happen, and I often have dreams that come true. Don't start asking me about lottery numbers or ask me to tell you your future. It doesn't work like that for me. Sometimes, I just KNOW things. I knew that I was going to lose my baby when I was pregnant with my son. There was no reason to even think this, as I was healthy and (relatively) happy at the time. He died as aresult of (my) being kicked, but I knew the day BEFORE. I even told a friend the day before he died. I had a dream about a little boy that lived on my street years ago. In the dream he fell through the ice while playing hockey and drowned. It happened about 2 weeks later. It's not all bad. When a 4 year old neighbour took off from her yard, everyone imagined the worst. I knew that she was safe, and found her hiding in the bushes across the road from our apartment. I had a feeling that she was safe, and somhow knew where to find her. Weird.
I hope this enough for you guys. I think that you know pretty much everything about me now. No more secrets.

12 comments:

Anonymous said...

I don't put my vacuum cleaner away either. I use it to prevent my house cat from trying to get out. He's scared to death of the vacuum cleaner.

PS. I also believe in Precognition, and have experienced it once or twice.

Anonymous said...

[Before you all start playing the Duelling Banjos theme from Deliverance,]

HaHa, that was funny!

I too am a compulsive vacuumer. But thankfully these days it involves picking up a remote to control my robot minions. Mwuhahaha!

Anonymous said...

[Before you all start playing the Duelling Banjos theme from Deliverance,]

HaHa, that was funny!

I too am a compulsive vacuumer. But thankfully these days it involves picking up a remote to control my robot minions. Mwuhahaha!

Anonymous said...

[Before you all start playing the Duelling Banjos theme from Deliverance,]

HaHa, that was funny!

I too am a compulsive vacuumer. But thankfully these days it involves picking up a remote to control my robot minions. Mwuhahaha!

Anonymous said...

you sure you can't give me the lottery numbers! one of my sisters is the same she sees things before they have happened, dont speak to her anymore though, but she didnt see that one coming!

Anonymous said...

Biddie,
Did you forsee that I would bugger up my comments three times? ;)

Heidi the Hick said...

You are weird and wonderful!

Gardenia said...

Well, I cried on this one. Your baby, unless it was a horse that kicked you, was murdered. No wonder you battle depression. That could make a grief very deep and very forever.

Vacuums, yeh, love em, too. Canisters, uprights, you name it! My family used to accuse me of abusing them because I vacuumed all the time - but, hey, when we sold our 10 year old home, bought new, guess what! The carpet was pristine!

Gasoline perfume! Hmmmm..... truthfully I think everyone would admit that sometime in their lives they have found the smell of gasoline yummy. I always wanted to develope a perfume that smelled like curry.

I cried first time down the isle too - henceforth I begged my daughters not to get married when they said they were going to....did they listen, no!

Well, gal have a good day. I came to work early, its dark, very dark - eerie. I think of people in the way way north parts and wonder how they stand it.

Kate Isis said...

Glad to hear i'm not the only one with a quirk for weird smells. My husband had one particular jumper that he used to wear to change the gearbox in his car, For some reason that car hated gearboxs, diffs and clutches and was always up on stands having something changed. My weird smell favourite, gearbox oil. That smell was impregnanted into the jumper and I wore it all the time when hubby was away. It reminded me of him. Imagine my horror coming home one day to find my beloved jumper having been through my mothers superwash with all of the girlie fabric softener crap added. It no longer smelt like my boy.I absolutely forbid my mother to ever touch any of my washing ever again.
Glad to hear your attrocious situation with the gas and water was solved and hope your little one had a lovely birthday.
Hugs from oz xox

fancy-face said...

naaahhhhh...your not weird, your just a true blue ontarien like me...BE PROUD..

Anonymous said...

Vacuming huh? My cat would disagree with that love;-)

Sometimes I know things too. I had a dream about my Grandma the day before I found out she was sent into surgery for her heart. It was an emergency thing, and I was in Memphis so I didn't find out until my brother called me the next day. It was weird b/c he called right after I finished telling a friend of mine about a weird dream I'd had about my Grandma...

The Adult in Question said...

I get the weird premonotion thing all the time too. Daily. I hate vaccuuming so I'm really glad you like it. P.S did I mention my room needs a good vaccuuming mom?
You forgot to mention stickers.