Are You A Better Listener or Speaker? I’m equally good (some would say bad) at both, honestly. I tend to interrupt people when they’re speaking because I have something to say about what they’re saying and I want to say it right now before I forget it. I try not to interrupt. I really do, but isn’t that part of communication? The back and forth? I have no problems speaking, but with the fibro, the thyroid issues, and the fatigue, I often have trouble finding the words I need to communicate effectively. Y’all can see it in my blog posts, dear reader. I tend to repeat phrases too much. It’s annoying, because that’s writing 101 — don’t use the same things too often. But my brain will latch onto a word and say, “I like it, let’s use it forever!” >_< Sometimes when I’m proofreading I’ll go through and try to eliminate some of the repetition, but I don’t always succeed, and that sometimes leads to weird sentences. hahaha!
If You Were Asked To Design A Warning Label That Would Be Tattooed On Your Skin, What Would It Say? Mood subject to change at any time without warning. Having bipolar makes this a real and pressing issue, even with medication. This isn’t always a *bad* thing, but even if I go from being sad to happy without warning, people around me can and will react strangely because it’s not “normal.” You know?
What Are You Passionate About? Nothing really. I used to think I was the odd man out, not having a passion in life. I mean, I have friends who throw their whole being into some cause or another, and I was all, “Why don’t I have that?” But I am now older and wiser and realize that I’m not all that strange. There are plenty of people like me in the world who go their entire life not being passionate about something. Passion is kind of like faith… you either have it, or you don’t. It’s not something you acquire at the grocery store. I might find something later in life that sparks my passion, but so far… nada.
If You Could Change One Thing About Your World, What Would It Be? I was talking to Doug about this just yesterday. If I had the wherewithal and a place to go to, I would totally move tomorrow. This house we’re in right now is slowly falling apart and we just don’t want to fix it. It’s not worth the money or time. It makes me want to play the lottery just in case. You know? Because money isn’t gonna fall out the sky just for me to move. I told Doug that he’s lucky I love him so much because if it weren’t for him, I’da bought an RV and got the hell out of Dodge years ago. The pets are mobile. He is not.
What Gave You A Reason To Smile This Past Week? I’m still having fun playing House Flipper. I shared something I did in my previous post, but in case y’all missed that, I’ll post a picture here:
That, dear reader, took me over an hour to lay down. That’s two different flooring panels, laid down one square at a time. Kind of. I laid the dark brown down first. Then stripes of the pine, then made squares of the pine, then I put down individual squares of the dark wood to make this checkered pattern. It would cost a fortune in real life, but in virtual dollars, it was about $1,000. I did it mostly to see if I could.
Via Melanie’s Share Your World