I've been tagged.

So, I have been tagged...and all I have to do is list 7 random things about me. Well, I will try.
1. If I forget the name of someone, all I have to do is go through the alphabet in my head (just normal speed) and once I get to the first letter of the person's name, their name just pops into my head. This happens most of the time (on occasion, and especially if I didn't really know the person, this doesn't work). Pretty cool, though. I inherited this trait from my Mom. Thanks, Mom!
2. I can't drink the last couple of ounces of milk from the gallon... I don't know why, but it is gross to me. This usually drives Geoff crazy because he will go to get the milk and there is only a tiny bit left in the jug. I also can't drink the milk if it is close to the date on the gallon. Luckily with my family... we never even get close to the date.
3. I am impulsive. If I get an idea in my head, I have to do it RIGHT then! Just ask anyone who has seen me find an old gallon of paint somewhere and decide right then to paint the room, with no prep or floor covers, or even asking my parents if they WANT me to paint the living room. It usually turns out OK, except for when it doesn't.
4. I race the clock a lot. I don't know why... well, maybe it's because as a kid my mom would always set the timer and make it a race to see how quickly we could clean a room, etc. I will put veggies in the microwave to steam for 4 minutes and see how many dishes I can get done in that time. You know, just that kind of stuff.
5. This random thing has kind of changed since we moved to Utah and it has been so blasted cold this Winter, but I usually HATE to have anything on my feet when I sleep. I can't sleep in socks, and I always sleep with one foot out from under the covers. Maybe this isn't THAT random, because when I married Geoff I found out he does the same thing.
6. I have never had a traffic ticket. I have been pulled over several times and always seem to have something get me off the hook. I remember one time getting pulled over of the reservation right after the Salt River Canyon, and the cop was writing out a ticket for me when he got an emergency call that there was a dead cow in the road up ahead, so he had to hurry and go, and let me off without a ticket. OK, now I need to knock on wood... hurry.
7. I use more of everything than is recommended. For example, when I wash clothes, I put about twice as much soap as I should in the load, and then always use 3 or 4 fabric softeners. I use way to much shampoo and conditioner, and way too much dish soap. I never use the "size of a dime" as is recommended in my face wash, but more like the size of a silver dollar. I know it is wasteful, but I can't help it.

OK, reading over this list makes me think there is something wrong with me. Do I have OCD? If you know what's wrong with me, let me know. Now I will tag anyone who made it this far in reading this post.... which may be nobody for all I know. If you did, you are either a real friend, or a stalker. Which one are you?