Twelve things that frighten me:
The idea that during baking, I'll stir too hard while making batter and some flour will fly up into my face. I think you know about this one.
The Orange Is the New Black will get cancelled mysteriously (like Boss) and not come back for another season despite good reviews and ratings.
Apparently my feelings toward my old high school have crossed over into phobic, because at least once a month I dream I didn't finish a high school class and thus my BA and Masters are null and void -- unless I go back. In a black watch plaid skirt and hunter green knee socks and everything.
That one day while web-browsing, I'll inadvertently come across a site that tells me how bratwurst are made.
Skinks. Opossum. Echidnas. Ostriches. Koala bears (they are NOT nice -- it's all an act). Any dog that outweighs me.
Getting yelled at. Sounds small, doesn't it? But when I get yelled at I am instantly eight years old and nauseated. Mind your shoes.
The parking lot of Olive's school (see above).
The sound aluminum foil makes if you accidentally drop the roll, and it unfurls with a vengeance.
Sitting on the couch with LB and accidentally scraping my bare heel against his polyester black athletic pants. I know there's an easy solution for this one, but he claims the pants are "comfortable."
A good friend of mine has a fear of the song that begins, "On a dark desert highway..." and after years of instant station-changing when driving with her, I now must change the station whenever it comes on even though I haven't been in a car with her in years. I never did ask her what the bad thing is that happens if you listen to that song, but I'm not taking any chances.
That when I die my mother-in-law will read to my corpse for three days, per Anthroposophical custom. Or that my former mother-in-law will freeze my corpse solid, then drive it to Milwaukee since that's where I was born, and bury me herself in the Downer Woods. It's safe to say I have issues about my mothers-in-law and my dead body.
I just asked LB if he could think of any more, and he said, "You are easily startled in general."