One who knows me well might be slightly surprised (and hopefully grateful) that I am still alive and well. I am not a reckless person, nor someone who knowingly puts my life on the line on a frequent basis. But I do have these qualities––I avoid the word flaws––that make my life, well... colorful. I do not consider myself air-headed and I believe I am somewhat "street smart," but I have these amazing abilities to make life difficult. I am better at losing things than anyone I know. I can't tell you how many times I've left a valuable item in a random place, only to have it miraculously returned to me. Or, I just find it under my bed or in my purse. I am able to forget where I put something only a moment after setting it there. Just today I stopped at a store with a friend, who had me hold a cake for him while he did his business and immediately after leaving the place, I said, "umm...I think I left your cake on the counter in there." I couldn't go 3 minutes without forgetting my task and putting the cake down. The other day I had a bag that had––among some not-so-necessary things such as a poppyseed bun––toothpaste and floss and I left it at McDonalds when I was using their internet. It so happened that when I came back for it hours later the the worker was just picking it up to put it in the trash.
And losing things is not the only problem. I am just plain forgetful. I forget names, faces, assignments, things people ask me to do––name something that can be forgotten and I am overly capable of forgetting it. And getting lost! It's ridiculous how many times it takes me to reach the same destination without taking a wrong turn. From the high-rise apartment I am living in right now, it takes me about 15 minutes to get to the metro, and 20 to get back because I can't remember the way I came. The other day it took me 45 minutes to get to the metro because I somehow went in a huge circle when I decided an alternative route could be faster.
So, life can be stressful!! Most of the time I am so used to a situation, such as getting lost, that it no longer stresses me out because I know eventually I'll find my way. So this is life as I know it. Every day is an adventure because, whether I like it or not, I will always have to face my "qualities."
And losing things is not the only problem. I am just plain forgetful. I forget names, faces, assignments, things people ask me to do––name something that can be forgotten and I am overly capable of forgetting it. And getting lost! It's ridiculous how many times it takes me to reach the same destination without taking a wrong turn. From the high-rise apartment I am living in right now, it takes me about 15 minutes to get to the metro, and 20 to get back because I can't remember the way I came. The other day it took me 45 minutes to get to the metro because I somehow went in a huge circle when I decided an alternative route could be faster.
So, life can be stressful!! Most of the time I am so used to a situation, such as getting lost, that it no longer stresses me out because I know eventually I'll find my way. So this is life as I know it. Every day is an adventure because, whether I like it or not, I will always have to face my "qualities."
