My husband has to clean my glasses for me. I hate doing it and I feel that he does it PERFECTLY. NO smears or anything! I absolutely hate smears or smudges or anything on them.

I crack my hands in two different ways, my feet, and my neck. I have cut down though.

Although I've stopped doing it since it would still probably drive my husband crazy. I had to have a plan for everything. I would have to have a whole day planned out well in advance. Also, I had to go over everything several times to make sure it was all set. Oh, I also used to go through the house and make sure everything was in its spot.

Even if something doesn't hurt, my instant response to anything touching me is "ow". That's pretty ironic considering my pain tolerance is really high. I don't like people touching me unless I initiate a hug, handshake, or whatever. It drives me BATTY when people stick their fingers in my food.

I have been known to apologize to a stuffed bear for throwing it at the ground in anger.