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Uncomfortable Truths

November 15, 2014 | One comment


Uncomfortable truths is an awesome series by one of my favourite bloggers, Katherine. Lack of sleep for the last week (and really any excuse to not write on my dissertation today) made me decide to share some of my own uncomfortable truths.

I cannot sleep if the door to the closet is open. It doesn’t matter if the lights are off and I cannot see the open door, knowing that it is open is enough to make it impossible for me to relax.

I like raisins and I like chocolate, but I don’t like chocolate covered raisins. Just because they each taste good on their own, it doesn’t mean that they will taste good together. I secretly judge anyone who eats chocolate covered raisins.

I only drink black tea, and not without milk. I like fruit flavoured teas, and I was about to have a nervous breakdown when I couldn’t find any black fruit teas in England (it is just not possible to add milk to a red or blue coloured tea). My family had to ship tea from Sweden to me for two years. (I drink a lot of tea. I didn’t feel bad for the many, many, many boxes of tea they sent me.)

I don’t drink coffee. I like coffee flavour in cakes and ice cream, and I like the smell of coffee, but you couldn’t pay me to drink it. I secretly judge my office mate S every time she turns down a cup of tea because she still has coffee left. (Or even worse, when she turns it down because she still have tea left from hours earlier.)

I don’t eat purple vegetables. I just don’t. I have no issues with purple fruits, but there is something weird about purple vegetables.

I never run the kitchen garbage disposal. I know it’s a completely irrational fear, but I just cannot get the vision of getting stuck with my hand in it while it is running, out of my head. Em and I have an agreement that she’s in charge of running the garbage disposal. It might have happened (several times) that I’ve left messages for her to run the garbage disposal.

I don’t put any lettuce in my salads. After years of adding lettuce to my salads (because a salad is supposed to contain some kind of green leafs) and always leaving it on the plate while eating the rest, I decided to stop pretending.

I switch to Swedish without noticing it whenever I am tired, angry, or drunk.

My family loves jigsaw puzzles, but you’re not allowed to look at the picture on the box. That constitutes cheating. I take this rule extremely seriously. It might be the most important rule ever. It might be so important that people who don’t adhere to it are not allowed to build jigsaw puzzles in my presence.

I don’t like water. I tell myself that it’s perfectly fine drinking less than a glass of water per day since I drink so much tea (and tea is mostly water anyway). Whenever I do manage to drink more than a glass of water, I feel extremely accomplished and have to tell all my friends. I doubt they are impressed.

I don’t care which side of the bed I sleep on but if the bed is adjacent to a wall, I need to sleep closest to that side.

I prefer the aisle seat over the window seat when flying. I have this fear of being stuck by the window next to someone I don’t know, who falls asleep and since I’m too polite too wake him/her, I wouldn’t be able to use the bathroom during the entire flight. When I sit by the window, I have to pee every ten minutes (even if I don’t drink anything). If I sit by the aisle, I can hold it for hours no matter how much I drink. Apparently the size of my bladder shrinks by orders of magnitude if I sit by the window.

I don’t like things flying around my head. Birds, mosquitos, flies. Doesn’t matter what it is, it should stay at a good (long) distance away from my head.

I’m a terrible flosser but I’m obsessed with brushing my teeth. I never flossed as a kid (and I didn’t have any cavities until I was 21) and I still don’t do it unless something is stuck between my teeth. I, however, feel like I need to brush my teeth every time I go into the bathroom.