Monday, January 17, 2011

Self talk

I am a very inconsistent person. I wish I wasn't. It's not so much I can't finish anything I start, because I eventually do finish some things, not most. But mostly because I get bored with everything. I REALLY wish I didn't. My hobbies are so many I can't begin to list them here and yet I never invest that much time or money or effort or anything else into them. I'm always skipping from one thing to another.

And this blog is another one of my hobbies (I even have two, one in each language I speak with different purposes and everything) and it could not be different. I barely started and I have already taken long vacations from it.

Sunday, January 9, 2011

The bathroom escape

This last week something funny happened. By "funny" I probably mean weird. But it had the purpose of showing me what I already knew, it confirmed it.

I went to the bank during my work lunch hour and stopped at Target for a quick meal with Chris. I am a proud germaphobe and since, while at the bank, I touched money, I had to wash my hands before eating (I would've washed them, no matter what.) So I entered the restroom and headed to the first sink. Freezing water came out, so I turned to warm but the water was coming out very slow. With all my germ/dirt psychosis, I soap up more than the average person, but the recommended time by doctors (at least 20s) - and while the slow but warm water is washing away that ton of soap, this newly-mom enters with a very cute and very diaper-filled toddler. I pictured what was to follow before I would eat my hot dog: young mom + cute toddler + full diaper = nasty view + awful smell + my hot dog.