Being Me

It occurs to me that if someone were to follow me around for two or three days, they'd probably be amazed (or bored beyond tears) at all the little quirks and routines that I engage in on a regular basis. Things I never mention to outsiders (or even friends). Things that likely go far towards assisting a person of picking up the label of "eccentric."  And I suppose I should mention ..... nothing that I could be thrown in jail for. Nothing where I need the lights turned out. Nothing that would get my life an 'R' or even a 'PG' rating. But if I were to start listing them, well that would blow my cover wouldn't it? And besides, no one in my world is on a 'need to know' basis. Mostly I figure, coping mechanisms for turning sixty and moving forward.