Anyone else do weird stuff they wouldn't admit to in real life?

[Lorddenning1]

Go easy on me, I know MN can be a hostile time at the minute,,,,
I am currently obsessed with The Handmaids Tale, cant stop watching the series on Prime, and I was lying in the bath having a soak and I started to mimic the lead characters facial movements, and then I though since I have been watching it, I pretend I'm in it, pretending that I am also an oppressed woman and answer to men only etc, is this weird?

I do this with other things like books or other series, it doesn't affect my life, in a crazy way but more like a day dream sort of way and when the kids ask for a snack, i snap out of it. Am I the only weirdo around here, or do have weird things you do that you would never admit to in real life or do I need some professional help :)

@HUCKMUCK- I used to have dreams about that when I was a kid. My favourite part was wandering round abandoned houses.

The ones we loved that die never go away really. They are about listening in.
I often wonder what they would think about the virus and this current government though! ( not much)

I make up films in my head and cast all the characters carefully weighing up the merits of each actor omg how cringey am I??

@Kimblebee19

I make up really random little nonsense songs. Sometimes ive been singing them a while before i realise what im saying. Some of them are quite catchy and they stay around, and ive caught my husband singing along. We sing randomly a lot actually - often, for some reason, about butts. Neighbours must think we're nuts.

I name all the neighbourhood cats, and if there are a batch of (small) spiders in my house then, hell, i'll name them too. It does make it worse when i have to hoover them up though. "Farewell Ann-Marie".

When i went to secondary school i used to (enthusiatically but subtly) walk around the hallways, down staircases, bursting through double doors etc. with the theme tune to Buffy going off in my head.

Hard to describe, but I sometimes get what ilI call 'Backgrounds' in my head. Just little scenes (like a dress draped over a chair blowing in a light breeze, or a theme like a chinese parade) that i havent intentionally thought about or am even really paying attention to, just vaguely aware of. Almost exclusively...during sex.

I'm sure there is lots more weird things I do...i think the neighbours are right.

I think I want to be your friend

Thank you, @Lorddenning1 x

I am very happily married but spend a ridiculous amount of time planning my life for if DH dies

I look for houses I could buy outright and jobs I could do to work around our DD etc and how I’d manage. I got quite annoyed the other day when a cottage I’d found that would work had sold!

It’s bloody weird, but compulsive. I actually don’t like that I do it but it is also very calming at the same time. I am quite anxious and I guess it’s just a manifestation of that.

I have done other disaster planning before too but since DD born it’s switched to this widow thing.

When I can't sleep, I pretend I live in a really cold country but we have good central heating. Or there's something really dangerous happening outside but I'm safe and hidden.

I also like to pretend I'm advertising really mundane items as though they're amazing.

I act out a kind of role play re winning the lottery. First I am me and the shopkeeper who tells me I have won. Then I am me and the person at Camelot and then I am me and my boss when I hand in my notice. I have all the conversations out loud (quietly on the loo) as two people. Never thought about it being weird until now but glad I am not the only weirdo.

Amazing thread. Shows how much we do live inside our heads ! ( I do I know)

@FrankieChips haha! except in the real world you'd probably never suspect a thing on first meeting me!

Before I learned to drive, I used to imagine I was driving when I was walking around.

Now I can drive, I also pretend I'm on my driving test. And then I say to myself you'd have failed for that. Then I cackle to myself because I'm not actually on my driving test.

It's our weird law that on or before my birthday, my DH does all the secret stuff (wrapping presents, making my cake, putting up decorations) in front of me, while I'm blindfolded. It makes me childishly happy to be able to hear and smell the action, even though I can't see anything! We do this for lots of present-giving occasions.

@MrsJackRackham I sometimes imagine when I am driving that I am driving someone from history (usually Charles Dickens as he lived travelling at speed and was a big fan of the railways) I explain how the car works and what I have to do to drive it. He is thrilled by the speed of the marvellous contraption and most astonished that a woman is such an accomplished driver.

Other historical personalities are available. I had that Henry VIII in the back of the cab once. (Disclaimer- as a passenger)

I board none china dinner and yea sets. I have a lockup I keep then in. I don't know why.but if I am feeling a bit down I buy a new milk jug and sugar bowl or something like a gravy boat. My dh is very tolerant but even he does not know how.much.is now in lock up.

This thread is wonderful

I tutor that angry tv chef during most meals I make.

@wanderings

It's our weird law that on or before my birthday, my DH does all the secret stuff (wrapping presents, making my cake, putting up decorations) in front of me, while I'm blindfolded. It makes me childishly happy to be able to hear and smell the action, even though I can't see anything! We do this for lots of present-giving occasions.

That's inspired!

@Lorddenning1 How dare he oppress you with his demanding (reasonable normal work-related) email ? You are in the alternate reality now. I love dystopian scenarios.

@Megan2018 I also do the widow scenario sometimes in my head, even though my children are all grown up.

@MaMisled

I'm not a morning person. If I have to be somewhere before 10, I'll sleep in clothes I'm going to walk dogs in then shower and change before going out 🤭

That doesn't sound weird at all. Very sensible and practical 😬

I love picturing my life in medieval times (im rich obvs so have the best food & 'best' medical treatment i can afford) or I live in Downtown Abbey times. all those gorgeous outfits, houses & lavish dinner parties every night. i plan different outfits for every party right down to the hair clip im wearing

I imagine I am doing gymnastics when I am walking down the street or entering a large room to the surprise and delight of passers by. Sometimes I think if I thought about it hard enough I would be able to do a double back flip and sheep jump

Oh god I have thought of another one. Sometimes when I am walking or driving I see someone - a complete stranger who has caught my attention for some reason - and wonder, if something happened to them and the police did an appeal for anyone who had seen them, what would I say, he what they are wearing, what time it is etc.

Then I wonder what people would say if it was me who disappeared. Especially if I do something out of character, drive a different way to work or something. I can imagine the detective banging his fist on the desk saying "But why did she go down Blah Street instead of Thingy Drive? WHY? It's out of her way. There must have been a reason. It's the key to the whole case, I tell you!" When actually it was because there's a post box on Blah Street and I had a letter to post, but then I remembered I had left it at home after all so didn't stop.

Like lots on here, I always have an escape route planned for wherever I am.

I have a very embarassing story about this. When DH and I first lived together I had a convoluted escape plan in case an intruder broke in at night. It involved climbing onto a bedside table, and then lowering myself out of the bedroom window onto our shed roof. One night we were asleep in bed and I woke up to see the landing light on through the crack in the door, which we always switched off before bed. I realised I could hear movement on the landing and began to panic internally. I was absolutely frozen in fear, staring at the bedroom door, when the light clicked off and the bedroom door creaked open. I shat my pants, jumped over DH in bed, onto the bedside table, and was literally halfway out of the window before I realised that it was DH coming back from the loo, and not the axe wielding murderer i had assumed. I tried to play it down but it's a bit hard when you're hanging arse first out of a first floor window. DH had to pull me back in

You're all total weirdos, thank you for making me genuinely laugh out loud tonight

I'm a weirdo too and carve out elaborate fantasies in my mind with ongoing stories, the latest one has been running since the start of lockdown. It relaxes me and takes my mind off the real life shit going on. Mostly when I'm drifting off to sleep but also when I'm out walking with my headphones in so the music is the soundtrack

@FazeleysRoyale for a split second I wanted to reply with screw you, but then I was like ah right this is real life, I can be very drawn into the land of make believe, actually scared myself a little