I always get my coffee ready for the next day before I go to bed. Makes it easier to wake up on time when you know you have fresh coffee waiting!

I don’t understand your explanation of your habit. It comes off as you don’t like vegetables and are choking them down to get to what you like. Is that a correct interpretation? My wife just made the best dinner and all three items were green vegetables.

Washing hands…

Its impossible to not wash the hand after something dirty or when going from outside to inside.

I always undo my laces before taking off my trainers.

No matter how tired I am, I always take a few seconds to untie my laces, because if I don’t I’ll wear through the heels and then I’ll need new trainers.

Make my bed every morning.

Brush my teeth no matter how tired or sad I get.

Self-study and exercise. I read Marxist-Leninist theory (as well as scientific articles and other non-fiction that interests me) every day, and work out 4 times a week. Both have significantly improved my life.

I weightlift 5 days a week, I only eat whole foods with veggies at every meal and always brush my teeth before bed.

I’m good with general personal upkeep. Always do the dishes right after every meal, always shower daily, brush my teeth twice a day, etc. I also try to have vegetables every meal, but sometimes I will skip if I’m too lazy to cook vegetables (I’m also not too sure as to what constitutes “eating your veggies” tbh—do onions count? What about tomato sauce? etc)

I tell people directly when I appreciate something they did.

Good for the environment? I recycle everything I can. I don’t use plastic bags or single-use cups. I avoid using heating in the winter to save on CO2 emissions (used it for 2 days this winter when my gf was sick). I stave off aircon in the summer for as long as I can to save electricity. I’m vegan (mostly because of ethical concerns but also because meat is awful for the planet in general). I avoid using my car when there’s an alternative (cycling/public transit).

Good for me? I do at least some exercise (stretching, workout, jogging, cycling) every workday and hike on the weekend. I brush my teeth twice a day, floss weekly, and get a full dental cleaning annually, and because of this (and genetic luck I suppose) I never had any issues with my teeth (don’t have even a single filling). I don’t drink alcohol or smoke at all. I avoid caffeine and sugars when possible.

I feel privileged to be able to form those habits, and also often blame myself that I don’t do better. I’m addicted to fat and carbohydrate-heavy foods, can’t bring myself to clean the apartment with any regularity beyond the most necessary, and can’t form a habit of regularly reading books. Sometimes I wonder how other adults manage when they have a 9-5 office job with commute times, kids, etc.

I like to donate and purge things that I think have lost all levels of relevancy to me. If I look at something, think when the last time I’ve used it was, if I feel anything at all for it anymore and if I foresee any future use for it and base my decision on that. It has helped greatly in making my apartment look entirely manageable and not be a hoarder.

I would have to trash my apartment around to make it messy as if it was a hoarder’s place, but the most mess I ever get is maybe I forgot to grab a plate or two or maybe some things are left behind. Things that take no time at all to deal with while still maintaining a decent apartment.

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I always finish what I sta

So I didn’t go to the dentist for about 15 years. I had disgustingly visible buildups of calcified plaque around my bottom front row, and was becoming seriously self conscious about smiling because of it. All my wisdom teeth were still in, but only a couple of them were visible at all. Then one day I took a big bite of a taco, and all of a sudden it felt like I got punched in the jaw at the mandible joint. So I went into panic/maintenance mode, and booked doctors and dentist appointments asap, catastrophising that one of my wisdom teeth had somehow grown up into my jaw and was going to dislocate it, or something. It was a fucking delicious taco, too.

Anyway, turned out my wisdom teeth were fine, if fact the dentist was amazed at how well my teeth were holding up considering how badly I treated them/ignored them. Only one cavity, the only cavity I’ve ever had in my life, and in a wisdom tooth that could be easily removed, at that. So I got that pulled out promptly, which was one of the most disgusting experiences of my life.

Turned out the cartilage between my jaw and my skull had gradually slipped loose, and the bone was rubbing up against bone. Six months of jaw therapy and multiple awful, painful, and bloody dentist visits later, my mouth is back to normal, my jaw doesn’t click any more, and my teeth are looking great.

And now, I cannot, for the life of me, fall asleep at night without flossing first.

I always put my seatbelt on when I sit in a car. I always text the parking deck row/floor to my wife as we park.