Follow That Dream
1. My bestie and I once ...
giggled and rolled around my bed over a really dumb pun on my middle name for far too long. I don't think either of us reached "laugh till you pee" status, but oh my god we were in hysterics. All either of us has to say to each other to this day 45ish years later is that dumb pun.
Hi, Kermie! (or were you Bear?)
2. When I'm nervous ...
I bite my cuticles. Also when I'm bored. But thanks to the wonders of modern medicine I am rarely nervous. I do, however, have the occasional anxiety attacks, which are a whole other deal that involves my heart speeding up and a total inability to focus or sit still.
3. My hair ...
is uncombed this morning. I have a big barrette holding it off my neck and face so I could wash my face.
4. When I turn to the left, I see ...
(if I were standing) the dining room which is stacked with random effluvia that really needs to be sorted and disposed of. However, since I'm sitting, when I look left I mostly just see the end-table with pop, hemp gummies, an empty bento that had my breakfast in it, my pill box, etc. We won't mention the lower shelf...
5. My favorite aunt ...
... the only aunt I actually remember wasn't a barrel of laughs, though she did buy me a blue sno-cone once (which pissed off my parents). The only other aunt I kind of remember babysat me during my sister Ellen's wedding reception when I was 5 or 6. I barely remember her. My parents' Families of Origin were quite distant from my world, being as how both of them were late-in-life babies and so was I. My grandmas were pushing or well-over 80 when I appeared, so it was a full two generations between me and them.
6. I have a hard time understanding ...
anything involving finance. I just go completely blank in my head and retain nothing. I understand basics--paying bills, credit cards, interest accrual--but planning for my future feels like some kind of arcane magic.
7. You know I like you if ...
I offer to spend time with you outside of required meetings or whatever. "Spend time" in this case involves social media time or actual F2F meetups.
8. When I was 5 years old ...
four major leaders in my county had been assassinated since my arrival on the planet; my sister had survived a disease that killed 97% of those who were diagnosed, my grandpa had died, and my dad had survived his first heart attack. Is it any wonder I was a little stressed as a kid? It wasn't exactly a calm, safe place in 1968 in the U.S.
6 sweet-talkers :
#8..That is a lot for a 5 year old to deal with. #7...I am the same way. #2...I bite my cuticles too. Loved your answers. Have a great day!
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I remember 1968 clearly, too. That year had such an impact on this little girl that I'm sure it shaped the woman I have become. I wonder and worry about children today, living through this tumultuous time.
#6--this is what I should have answered. Thankfully, I have an excellent financial advisor who takes (a lot) of time to patiently explain every little thing.
I HATE dealing with finances. Fortunately, my wife is not only better at it but she seems to enjoy it. Oh, I remember 1968 QUITE well...
I was 5 years old in 1968, too. But I don't remember a lot about my childhood. A lot of it is best forgotten, based on what I do remember.
I've got a degree in IT, statistics that involves a lot of maths. And I struggle to understand what goes on in the world of finance. I, too, have a financial advisor - who is good at explaining things but occasionally simply blinds me with science.
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