You may know that I have a habit of cutting corners really close. I mean this, literally, not figuratively. I take a corner with about a fifth of a millimetre between myself and the wall. I'm not in a hurry, I just seem to think that it will save time or energy or who knows what, if I skim past walls.
This can be an issue.
When Brad and I got engaged, I was constantly scraping my ring on the walls in our house. I love my ring, it's perfect, but it's not a rock that should get in your way. The same thing happens when I get a new watch.
It also leads to injuries. This morning, I sacrificed my pinkie toe to my addiction.