My SALT addiction

You can ask any of my friends but I am addicted to salt. I put salt on literally everything and I am talking E.V.E.R.Y.T.H.I.N.G. I would like to blame my mom partially for this addiction because she ALSO puts salt on everything. I put it on pizza, pasta, a breakfast sandwich, a plain bagel with cream cheese and so many others that would take WAY too long to list. However, when trying to correlate salt to something that makes me who I am I think about how similar to how I put salt on everything, I put an extra effort into everything. I think it is partially because I am a natural born perfectionist, which makes me want to everything 100% or I would rather not do anything at all. My mom has always taught me to never do something half way, which has definitely impacted my life in terms of me always putting that extra effort into life. Whether that is looking over a paper one last time, sprinting extra hard on the tennis court to win the tie breaker, or making someone feel appreciated, I do it to the best of my ability and then a little extra. Although this not explain why my taste buds are addicted to salt, but I hope learning one of my weird quirks allows you to know a little more about who I am.