It's a Numbers Thing

Since this is my 444th post, perhaps it's appropriate to post some random musings on one of my more bizarre quirks.

I've always been a numbers girl -- I loved math when I was younger (until I got past algebra), and have always enjoyed the consistency, structure, and predictability of mathematical equations. But numbers themselves also fascinate me.

For instance, I can't decide whether my favorite time of day is 11:11 or 12:34 (p.m. in the latter case, since I prefer not to be conscious at 12:34 a.m.!). 11:11 has the advantage of four of the same numeral in a row, but 12:34 has a certain irresistible draw because it uses the numbers from one to four in order.

And any number that includes three or more numerals is subject to dissection in my mind, because I always try to find a way to make an equation out of it. An address like "1459 Main Street" is very satisfactory, because 1 x 4 + 5 = 9. I've caught myself becoming vexed when there's no way to make a telephone number add up!

I did warn you that this was going to be random. Deep down, I'm hoping that someone else who becomes excited when they notice it's 5:55 in the afternoon will chime in and say "Oh, I know exactly what you mean!" Because part of me worries that there's some long Latin name involving mental abnormality to describe this particular numeric quirk. *wink*

And to honor this 444th milestone (doesn't that triad of fours have a satisfying symmetry?) -- and to seal my psychiatric diagnosis -- I'll go ahead and schedule this post for 4:44 this afternoon.