When will my 'crazy' emanate?

It's only a matter of time. I love my parents to death, but lets face it, both sides of my family are filled with crazies.
I'm sure I'm already midly crazy. I have no problem staying in the house [most of the time], I'm not a big fan of sunlight. I don't like to be hot unnecessarily. Who would?
But beautiful autumn days when the temperature barely reaches 75, and the sun plays hide and seek with the clouds; that's my kind of day.
I don't like large crowds. I'm not really even a fan of small crowds. I like to have a select few people around me, but that's it.
Family gatherings make me nervous. There is bound to be someone around that I don't like, and if it's at my house, I'm ready to pounce on the first person that puts even the smallest stain in my carpet.
I'm not a fan of stains. They're like nats. They show up out of nowhere, draw your attention, and get on your nerves until you finally do something about it.
Anyways, back to topic.
I'm bound to be crazy. I'm sure it's just lurking behind a wall in the back of my brain waiting for something to happen that cracks that wall, then it'll come barreling out in full force. Be afraid. Be very afraid. Haha.