Falling in mutual weirdness to call it love

Among the gazillion little things that we seem to differ by, one that leaves me most amused is UTP's profound theories, (il)logical explanations, painstakingly meticulous calculations, projection-based strategies and plan As and plan Bs for every little darn thing in life!
No really, you tell this guy to buy veggies down at the sabzi wala and here's how he will go about it –

Step 1: consult the home budget spreadsheet; determine how this 20 buck transaction impacts our assets and liabilities, both in the current month and eventually the kid's college fund and dowry account!

Step 2: on the way to the store, wonder if this is the shortest route possible, if not, try to recall Djikstra's algorithm to make sure the next trip follows the most efficient route.. Oh and if you happen to miss the short-cut next time, you just have to backtrack to land on that same route as planned earlier.

Step 3: have a back-up plan ready - just in case there's no lauki (bottle gourd) at the store, would kaddu do?

Step 4: at the store if there are X number of varieties of the veggie in question on display at different deals and prices, haul out the calculator (thank god for the cell phones with built in calculators) and apply unitary method to determine which one is the cheapest to buy!

And this is just veggie shopping we're talking about.

If you're wondering how I ever manage to stand this, let me assure you he's not the lone contributor to madness and crazy moments in our life; I have a few weird obsessions and compulsions myself – OK make it lots… but this would be the perfect opportunity to confess about how I happen to have more kinds of floor cleaners, stain busters and anti bacterial goodies than the total number of beauty products I ever possessed in my life!

If there was ever an opening for a Goodwill Ambassador supporting Global Cleanliness, yours truly would be UNESCO's first choice!

The days I can't seem to keep up with my neurotic urge to have everything clean and germ-free are the worst - I just bum around the house with all those things requiring immediate action blinking like raucous neon signs in my head, I start imagining myself surrounded by an army of germs just like one would see in "khaas roshni" (special light ?) in the safeguard commercial. Cursing myself for feeling so poopy, and not doing anything about it makes me depressed all the more.

If I figure I still don’t have the energy to pull out all those mops and cleaners and antibacterial wipes and get going, then its one of those sad stark days in the life of UTP! I'm mean and sad and catty and inconsiderate and even a huge bar of chocolate doesn’t help. Imagine, all this for a mere "not feeling up to cleaning" …weird alright!

They say we are all a little weird and life's a little weird, and when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we fall in mutual weirdness and call it love.

Here's to all those people fallen prey to mutual weirdness… share your weirdness confessions.. It will be surely consoling to know we're not alone in this! :D