Right...so, about this whole consistent, reliable thing. I've not done very well at it. That's going to change. My primary reason to give this blog thing a real try is because I, once upon a time, felt the benefits of writing regularly. I could think through my day on paper, spend a few calm minutes retracing my mental footsteps. That type of thing is really helpful as I tend to be the tiniest bit neurotic (and by tiniest bit you know, of course that I mean my defining characteristic).
I invent problems. Seriously. If everything seems to be going swimmingly I start brainstorming about what could change and result in a calamity. It's sick. Boyfriend is a champ about it. He also happens to be the world's most easy-going person which makes him think I'm all the crazier. Here's an entirely too common situation:
Yeah. I'm a crazy person. You'll thank me though, when you're prepared for those baboons.
I invent problems. Seriously. If everything seems to be going swimmingly I start brainstorming about what could change and result in a calamity. It's sick. Boyfriend is a champ about it. He also happens to be the world's most easy-going person which makes him think I'm all the crazier. Here's an entirely too common situation:
Me: We're going to be late.
Boyfriend: It's a party, we're supposed to be a little late.
Me: But it takes like half an hour to get there.
Boyfriend: It's going to be fine.
Me: What if there's traffic? or it starts pouring? or baboons attack the car?
Boyfriend: Baboons?
Me: Maybe they're enraged chimpanzees, it's tough to tell as they're sliding across the hood of the car.
Boyfriend: *rolling his eyes and backing away* ...It's going to be fine.
Yeah. I'm a crazy person. You'll thank me though, when you're prepared for those baboons.
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