I love the smell of mulch and dirt. The good news is, I have had no desire to eat it. When I am eating out, seeing someone else's crumbs or bawled up napkins, on or under the table or on the seat, creep me out. When I apply my deoderant I have to do the equal amount of swipes on each side. If I lose count I have to start over. So many more, but I will stop for now before they put me on that show, "My Crazy Obsessions."