I have been cutting corners since I learned what a 90 degree angle was. I do not do this on purpose, I quite honestly can't help it. If I can see a faster way to do something then I will do it. This is sometimes something as simple as working out how to carry every single shopping bag back in from the var at once to avoid doing two trips, almost breaking my arms and resulting in back pain for days. It could be making a salad in the kitchen without opening or closing the fridge more than twice - stock piling the ingredients in my arms like some kind of desperate maniac, often dropping something causing more work for myself along the way, but you bet I will still attempt this every damn time. Everything is a race to me. EVERYTHING. I hate it but I can't stop.