The other day, after I pointed out my husbands...dwindling IQ, he asked me if it bothers me that I am insane.(Maybe he's smarter than he looks, I thought.) No, I answered. But then again, I avoid situations where insanity is not socially acceptable. After all, I'm an artist; I'm supposed to be insane. At least I'm relatively harmless, if not exactly 'employable'.
So folks: Do your idiosyncrocies bother you, or do you nurture them? Do you find them limitting, or are you a lemons into lemonaide sort of guy? Where do you draw your limits?