I frequently find myself confused as to what to do, sometimes with the simplist task. Usually if it doesn't come with an instruction manual, I just beat it with a hammer until someone stops me or I fix the problem. (This is usually solved with some quality sleep)
On a more serious note, my life is long stretches of boredom with brief spikes of excitement. Obviously I live on a military base, so things fall into a predictable routine. I like routines and dislike chaos. This could lead to how I organize my side of the room to my closet. If something is moved due to OPSEC, I tend to get irritable.
I like knowing what I'm going to be getting into, and I don't really like taking risks that seem stupid to me. I hold grudges and tend to keep a close "pod" of friends, usually no more than three.
I tend to have disturbing dreams, especially when I'm under a lot of stress.
Thus back to the confusion. I am so used to living in a predictable routine (and believe or not, I do like it) that when I'm on leave I'm almost paralyzed because I don't know what to do with myself. Then I drink a beer and everything's fine.
Anything that you haven't fought for isn't going to be appreciated. It takes blood, sweat, and a large amount of tears before you appreciate what you have.