Don’t Make It a Habit

I haven’t forgotten about you, dear WordPress. Life gets busy and crazy and I always feel pressured to write a novel on here as I stare at the big blank box. Not to worry! I’m making a triumphant return and posting just enough to ease your fears that I’d been attacked by a bear and was gone forever.

I crack my bones. A lot. Between my knuckles, wrists, neck, back, ankles and toes, you’d think I was my own package of Pop Rocks. It occurs to me that this habit annoys others but I just can’t help myself. I feel a little tension in one of my joints and instantly have to release it.

There are the stories that doing so, especially to your knuckles, will make your bones swell and cause arthritis. I’m no Doogie Howser, but I must say that the relief of pressure makes any consequential pain in the future worth it. Logical? No. It just feels so damn good, why stop? (I realize, this is probably how people end up on episodes of “Intervention” and wonder how they got there.)

I’d make it part of my Lenten sacrifice or New Year’s resolution if I had any confidence in actually sticking to it. The problem is, I know I can’t stop. I would rather attempt to give up drinking (again) because I have a better chance at that.

Perhaps stories from others will motivate me to stop, even if just for a little while. I’m not saying forever … maybe a few weeks or months even to kick the every-hour-on-the-hour habit.

Do you have any bad habits? Have you come to terms with them and accepted your flaws or are you working to fix them?