I have been told I am a complex person - boy howdy, ain't that the truth.

I have "issues." Some (if not all) stem back to my childhood.

* I am afraid of ghosts - had personal experience with it at four and once later. I don't like 'em don't want to be around 'em - The dh got mad when we were buying our house and I asked the realtor about ghosts - you have to claim them in the disclosure, you know - rolled his eyes and asked me not to do that again - but sorry, when you have an issue...

*I freak out when I lose things - anything - the more trivial usually the wierder I am. This is due to two instances - when I was 3 or 4 I tossed one of my shoes out the window as we left a drive up movie (did I ever mention I have a remarkable memory?!?) it was my favorite shoe - I felt horrible for weeks but hello - I am 30something and still talking about it. And when I was 11 my mother had to make a costume for a school play - the night before the play - so I forgot to mention it, I was 11. Later I lent it to a friend and never got it back = my mother brings this up often!

I also have "things." A thing can be lesser than an issue - not as traumatic. But they have the potential to turn into issues.

*Don't like spiders - it's a thing - my brother used to tease me when I'd have to sleep in his room if I saw one - "it's crawling up the bed. It's gonna get you." Little brothers can be such pains.

*I am terrified of heights - this is both and thing and an issue depending on the circumstance. While driving in heavy traffic, if I have to sit on an overpass, I have to do mental relaxation techniques to keep from forcing all the cars in front of me to move - creeps me out more than I can say! In high school I was in Tech theater - you do the props and whatnot - during a show, I had to stand up in the rafters and drop fake snow - that took a lot of talking to to get me to do it - mostly I didn't want to look like a total freak so I did it then self medicated afterwards! And don't get me started about the tower at Six Flags - the boys know - Mom, can't go up there any more... the last time was almost an incident, especially when Mini-me ran around the corner and the wet, slippery flooring - can you see my eyes rolling up in my head now?!?!

My Buds have constantly ribbed me about my "issues" and "things". But you have to be able to laugh at yourself - otherwise you have to kill them all for their barbed barbs and I don't look good in those little orange jumpsuits, er,ah, I mean I wouldn't look good - not that I know - at all - nuh-uh.

Oh how I could go on - but I won't.

and as I have a thing for CC ..... ah.......