Ever wanted to know more useless information about me?
If that answer is yes then today is your lucky day....
In no particular order, here are 10 things that I'm just really not that good at.
One.
Closing cabinet doors.
For some unknown reason, I am really bad at this. I tend to get what I need out of the cabinet and then not bother to close the door and then leave the room. Drives Reid and any past roommates insane.
Two.
Resisting the urge to pet any dog I see.
I realize that it might look strange for a 30 year old to ask to ask a stranger if they can pet their dog. But I believe that all dogs are created equal and deserve my love and attention.
Three.
Remembering my phone.
I am notorious for walking out the door, getting half way down the street and then frantically dig through my purse in search of my phone. 9 times out of 10 it's hidden up in my bed, under all the covers.
Four.
Interrupting people.
This is a horrible habit that I am trying to kick. It is not that I mean to interrupt them, I just get so excited that I want to chime in.
Five.
Not ordering 3 drinks overtime we eat out.
At brunch, I always want a coffee, juice and a bloody Mary. For dinner, I really like a water, diet coke and a wine. I don't particularly like to drink while I eat, just before and after. Crazy, I know.
Six.
Buying just one of something.
I have this really bad tendency to always buy double of everything, Double toilet paper, double soap, double tank tops, double shoes. What if we run out and we really need it? OR worse, what if I love it and they don't have it anymore?
I just want to be prepared.
Seven.
Plucking my own eyebrows.
I have a hard time inflicting pain on myself. I get through half of one and then give up. I spend the rest of the day being self conscience about the way I look and force myself to leave work and immediately get them waxed.
Eight.
Not using WebMD.
Lord. I try to self diagnose myself with everything. Being a hypochondriac and having access to google is a bad combo. I am pretty sure I have had a brain tumor, the whooping cough and Aspartame poisoning all at the same time. That was one hell of a rough day.
Nine.
Writing thank you notes.
I was raised better than to not write thank you notes but I stink at them. If I do not do them immediately, they will never get done. Period.
Ten.
Putting an away message up at work.
For the love of gawd, I am just so not good at this simple task. I have to set a reminder in my outlook calendar to do this every single time.
Well now you know 10 completely useless facts about me.
Go and seise the day.
xoxo