21 May 2008

Five Things I’m not good at:

Inspired by Liz, I decided to share my 5 things list. I'll warn you now that in my quest to be perfect, I am usually pretty good at hiding these things...so I might have to go into hiding after posting this

1-Writing. I'm bad at this in every sense of the word. I'm bad at writing in general, my stories/essays/blog posts/journal entries generally end up being a random, unorganized stream of consciousness usually irrelevant to life and all things interesting; I'm bad at writing in the sense that spelling and everything grammatical are beyond me; I'm bad at writing to people, and even if i do, there's no guarantee that the letter would make it to the mail; and I'm bad at physically writing, my chicken scratch is hard to read and is usually situated on some imaginary curvy wave instead of a line.

2-Messages. As with Liz, I feel completely flustered and totally self conscious when leaving messages. I forget who I called, or why I called, or what my name is, etc. I would much rather just try calling back later...except that with caller ID you'd know that I called you every 10 minutes until you finally answered. (Oh, the simple days). Maybe this is some how related to #1 and the problem lies in my lack of coherent thought processes. Or maybe it's my lacking ability to describe/explain things.

3-Dreaming. I think this is because of my inability to remember my dreams when wake up in the morning, or maybe it's my fear of failure. Why dream of living in a mansion with a beach view and a personal assistant when I know that the closest I could ever come to that is being the personal assistant to someone who lives in a beach side mansion? ...and even that is probably not going to happen...Easier to just accept the life I have and try to maintain it.

4-Confrontation. I hate it. It's much easier for me to suffer through a bad situation than to open the can of worms that would be my attempt at resolving the issue. If there is something I do that annoys you, I expect you to tell me, because I can fix it. I can at least avoid doing it in front of you. And that's why I often want to tell people about things like that. "Hey, could you please not eat your fish near me?" or "You know how I hate being scared, right? ...so why did you just jump out at me?" or "Could you please, please, please, pretty-please, just clean up after yourself and not leave dirty dishes everywhere, and trash on my desk? Please?"...but when I've done that in the past, most people make a big deal about it and get offended and complicate my life. I don't care that you eat fish, scare people, or leave crap everywhere...as long as it isn't in my personal space. I really think I'm easy to get along with...but in these situations it would have been easier if I had just focused on keeping my mouth closed, and then everyone can be happy after.

5-Keeping my room clean. I can keep a house clean, and I hate dirt...but my bedroom usually ends up being the dumping ground for all the stuff I still need to do/finish/think about. When I lived with my BFF in our little basement apartment, I was really good about being tidy...although this may be simply because she is OCD about organization (which I love about her). And when I was in Brazil, I was really neat because, well, when you only have 2 suitcases worth of stuff it's really easy to put your 25 possessions away because 20 of them are books that sit nicely in a pile on your desk. ...Right now I like to use the "I don't have time" excuse, but who knows--maybe I am just a slob.

So...Are we still friends?


Liz W. said...

I am so with you on number 5. Growing up, my mom always taught us that public spaces should always be kept clean. And I'm pretty good at that. My apartment is usually presentable to pop-over visitors.

But, my room? Holy toast it's like a carpeted dumpster. (I'm planning on tackling that over the long weekend.)

And Heather, there's nothing you could tell me that would make me not want to be your friend. (Well, maybe if you liked to kill baby bunnies. That might do it...)

Christy B. said...

i HATE dealing with confrontation. it really is a problem in my life because i end up doing so many things i don't want to, and sometimes getting walked all over because i don't stick up for myself enough.

and if these are your biggest problems, i'd say you're doing pretty good!

Jennette said...

I still love you Heather!! I can totally relate with you on the writing. Getting letters out to people is tough, even with email. I still haven't mailed my brother's Christmas card, oops! And I lack that beautiful girlie handwriting too. I guess it just means I'm destined for the medical field.