Pedantic streak even affects the younger family members
I THINK it must be something to do with old age - or is it?
I seem to have become quite pedantic in my ways.
Take this as an example: to get hot water to our kitchen sink takes 31 seconds.
After I turn the tap on, I actually count out that 31 seconds to myself, and do a couple of other things while I'm waiting to get hot water.
Then I can start filling the sink to wash the dishes.
Another: it takes five seconds to put enough water in the jug to boil up two cups of tea or coffee.
Any more is wasting the electricity required to heat the water. (I don't wait for the 31 seconds prior to this.)
Crazy stuff, eh!
Yet I was talking with my older daughter the other day and we were laughing to each other about the things that we do the same.
Her hot water takes 20 seconds to reach the kitchen tap!
That got me thinking about other things that I do in my oncoming dotage.
I actually count the length of time it takes me to brush my teeth, morning and night.
Ask me why, I just don't know; but I do it.
And if I have a few things to do I actually work out quickly how to do them most efficiently, by moving from one task to the next without having to backtrack.
I do it while we are out shopping too.
A normal trip to the supermarket will be preceded by a stop at the library to change the books, then to the fish market to get the week's supply of fish, and then to Stockland for the rest of the grocery shopping.
If we follow that route we don't have to double back on our tracks.
Now, I found out quite recently that my younger son has a similar trait to me, this time not in efficiency but in the need to keep my hands clean.
I hate, really hate, sticky hands - and if someone with sticky, sweaty hands drives my car and leaves the stickiness on the steering wheel I get quite cranky.
My youngest son is the same.
Sticky hands - wash them straight away.
Doesn't matter if they will be sticky again in a few minutes - they need to be washed.
Well, I guess the kids are heading in my direction.
Fact is, it hasn't really done me any harm, so why not?