I drive my boyfriend INSANE sometimes. I do not even realize I
am fidgeting and all of the sudden he will say "Can't you sit still
for a minute?"
Um, no, I apparently can't.
My typical "moving" habit is picking at my scalp. Terrible
habit. I knew I met my best friend in college when I realized she
did the exact same thing and there was this weird understanding
about it. We both do better if we have something like play-doh in
our hands to fidget with.
I think it is a type A thing. I am pretty type A except for the
fact I can live in a cluttered environment pretty easily. I prefer
things neat--but yeah, sometimes the clutter just gets the best of
me.