Saturday, May 10, 2008

this is so interesting

The previous post was something that had been stirring around in my brain for about a week. It was one of those things that took up so much room in my brain that I had to get it out before I could go on with anything else. Does that happen to anyone besides me? Anyway, now that I've got that out of my system, I'm trying to remember what I was originally going to write about. Yep, you guessed it, it's been so long now I don't even remember.

Occasionally I'll think of something to write about, an idea will pop into my head and I'll actually make a note of it. There's this great little feature on my phone to write a memo and I use it for everything from blog notes to grocery lists. So I have about ten different blog ideas listed there and, really, none of them is something I want to put any time into right now. For some reason, there's lots I want to write about, but I've been too lazy to organize my thoughts into a decent post.

I mean, look at me now, I'm just typing along as though I actually have something to say and, really, I'm just typing this off the top of my head. (Don't you just love figures of speech like that? I can't help but picture myself literally typing on top of my head.) But it's really just that I miss writing. You know, like when you want to call a friend for no particular reason, you just want to talk to someone. It's like that. I don't really have anything I want to write about, I just want to write. How weird is that?

So then I read Girl's latest post and thought, Eureka!! That's it! (No, I don't really say eureka, but for some reason it was the first thing that popped into my head so I went with it. Remember, there's really no plan to this; it's just happening.) What better way to write than to write about how uninteresting I am. Yes, I know, you could tell just by reading this post. But there are so many other things. And since Girl gave an open invitation, I accept.

Six Uninteresting Things About Me:

  1. I push back my cuticles. When I'm really thinking hard about something, I'll sit and work each finger, pushing back the cuticle, scraping any signs of flesh from the nail bed until I work out whatever's on my mind or something happens to interfere with my train of thought.

  2. I don't make the bed. Sometimes I make the bed, because sometimes I will get highly motivated to keep the bedroom clean, but it doesn't last long. I really don't understand the point of making the bed each morning, anyway, when you're just going to get back into it at night. But, that said, if the bed is unmade when I'm going to bed I have to make it before I get in. Not all the way, but I do have to get the sheets and covers all just right before I get into bed.

  3. I play games with myself. For instance, when I peel an orange I will see how much of the orange I can peel off without breaking the peel. There is a trick to this, but I don't want to give away all my secrets. I will tell you though, I don't use a knife; it's all with the hands.

  4. I save the lone sock. When folding laundry there is the inevitable sock that has lost its partner. But I have hope that in the next load of laundry the partner will be found, so I put the lone sock in the drawer to await the return of its partner. Sadly, months will go by and I'll reluctantly throw away the lone sock. It takes months before I can do this, because there has been the rare occasion when I threw away the lone sock only to have the partner return the next week.

  5. I savor the M&Ms. Peanut M&Ms to be exact. I put one, yes, just one in my mouth and gently break off the candy shell. Then I twirl my tongue around it until all the chocolate is gone and then, and only then do I crunch into the peanut. When I've completely finshed, I pop another one into my mouth.

  6. I exercise in my head. Sometimes at night, when I'm laying in bed trying to fall asleep, I'll think about getting up early the next morning to exercise. I visualize myself doing the girly pushups, the walking lunges, the squats and count through 15 reps/3 sets each. Before I know it, I've fallen asleep. Unfortunately, all this visualizing hasn't helped me stay in shape.

Since no one actually tagged me, I don't feel too obligated to tag anyone else. But if you are so inclined, you can post some uninteresting things about yourself in the comments. And hopefully I will get over my writing laziness and have something more interesting to write about next time. Oh, and just to let you all know, I have been reading your blogs. But see, I've been so lazy about writing, I just haven't even been writing but a few comments. I'm so ashamed . . .

10 comments:

The Silent Male said...

6 uninteresting things....I thought it was pretty interesting.

I thought about tagging me, but I missed and hit only air.

I Smile 2 Much said...

Happy Mothers Day 2 you too! And thank you so much! I lurk and read your posts (you may have noticed) much more than I comment here. I hope you get spoiled rotten for Mother's Day; you deserve it! ; ) Do you have any MD plans?

Much luv & blessings 2 U ... and thanks 4 being a source of encouragement; your blog always makes me feel so thankful 4 everything I have. You're always so warm & inspirational; not sure if I've mentioned that before or not but it's true ; )
Mucho luv 2 you ; )

I Smile 2 Much said...

Oh & your 6 "un" interesting things..... I found them rather interesting actually. I luv these kinds of posts and tags. I wanna do it when I get the chance.
I like how you exercise in bed (giggle*giggle). I dont always make my bed either. Sometimes I do. Sometimes I dont. Just depends. I'm so unpredictable like that. Each day is brand new 4 me ; )

Therese in Heaven said...

I do the exact same thing with my M&Ms. I have to dismantle food in my mouth very carefully before I eat it.

Are you done with school for the summer?

XI Summit said...

Very interesting. Really.

I never make the bed (anymore) either. 'Cause I know that Queenie's gonna do it again anyhow. The very moment that I get in bed, settled, and perfectly comfortable. Yep, that's the signal that bed-making is required.

The games I play with myself always involve numbers and math, though I often do the single-peel orange thing. Just for fun.

I am the redeemer of lone socks. Queenie tosses 'em, I tuck 'em away. It may be next week, it may be next decade but the way-ward lint-wad nearly always comes back home. Unless Queenie finds it first.

I excercise in my chair (spins, lifts, curls, etc). Oh and also in the garden. And the woods.

Belated Happy Mothers day, BTW

for a different kind of girl said...

I have to make my bed completely before I can go to bed at night. This works if my husband isn't home, but when he is and sometimes goes upstairs just before me, he jumps in before I can feed my quirk!

I do the same thing with peanut M&M's, too. To make it even more of a game, I eat the colors in a specific order.

FTN said...

And I think this is proof that most bloggers have low-level OCD.

Oh, and I think I've made my bed exactly once in the past year. And I eat M&Ms by the handful. Sometimes I eat M&Ms while I'm not making the bed.

Bogart in P Towne said...

I like the exercise putting you to sleep...see, the experts are right, if you exercise you will sleep better.

flutterby said...

What's with the Bloggers Not Makin' Their Beds thing around here?

I am so not Suzy Homemaker, but making my bed in the morning is one habit that I do have. It drives me bonkers if for some reason it doesn't get made. I cannot walk by a room with an unmade bed without having a small seizure. And face it. Seizures are just darn inconvenient. So much easier to just make the bed.

I tagged myself, Phyllis. But I screwed it up and only did FIVE things. Hmmmmmm... wonder if I should go back and fix it?

flutterby said...

Oh. Forgot to mention that picture in my head of the cuticle thing you do is just darn adorable. :)