I’ve been remiss in my blogging duties this month. (That always happens after a grueling round of “every day blogging” in November.) So, it’s probably a good time to be tagged with a blog meme, right? I just got tagged by Kris Rowlands over on Fresh Focus.
Guess that’s ONE way to get my butt more productive, eh, Kris?
So here we go with the dirt on me…
1. I’m a bit of a conspiracy theorist. I can’t help it. It’s in my genes. Today, my eldest son told me that the reason he’s a weirdo is because I made it impossible to avoid, genetically. So be it.
2. If I found out I was dying, the first thing I’d do is go buy a pack of cigarettes and smoke them all. I used to smoke… alot. I started smoking at age 15 (although I tried it several times before then). I continued to smoke until I was in my 30s when I put down my two pack-a-day habit. I never smoked in front of my kids or while I was pregnant and stayed “in the closet” all that time. There isn’t a week that goes by that I don’t miss it. During times of stress, it’s a daily urge.
3. I’ve been married for 18 years — just under half of my life. This marital longevity was made possible through three marriages (and divorces). I’m a serial monogamist, methinks. Horrific isn’t it? I can now say that I’m completely cured of any lingering romantic notions or illnesses. I’ll not walk down any aisles again. (Heck, even long hallways give me the heebie-geebies.)
4. I recently developed vertigo when in a high place, that was something new to go with the terrible motion sickness I get and the fact that I’m a tad claustrophobic. Needless to say, I’m all KINDS of fun on those huge cruise ships. Especially in the tiny cabin rooms on rough seas. 🙂
5. When I finish raising my youngest (who will be 11 in a few days), I’ll probably throw a backpack and a one-man tent on the back of a motorcycle and head out west to see some of the stuff I’ve not yet seen. I expect to be gone for several months. If I get really brave, I may do it before then and make it a larger bike (with a passenger seat) and a two person tent. Time will tell.
6. I’ve learned to quit jousting windmills and spend my energies in more productive manners, most of the time. I no longer fight city hall just because the fight needs to be fought. I figure I spent most of my teens and twenties and (especially) my thirties doing that. I’ve taken my turn and it’s time for the younger crew to take a shift. I’m not saying I won’t fight… I just don’t go in search of a war anymore. (I do, however, reserve the right to reverse that particular decision at any moment.)
7. Organizing my surroundings, eliminating what’s not essential and reducing my personal use of resources isn’t just a thing I do, it actually gets me all excited. I love it. And tiny houses/living spaces are the coolest. It makes me happy. I know… more weirdness.
Now you know seven oddities about me (trust me, there are many MANY more).
Now, I’ll call out some people who I suspect of being closet weirdos — or who desperately need to make a fresh blog entry. I just won’t identify which is which!
Don’t hate me, folks… just spreading the meme love (and looking for something juicy to gossip about!)
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