On the flipside of my last post, here are ten things I'm bad at.
Getting up. I am actually hopeless at this. I have six different alarms and I'm all too capable of turning them off and just going back to sleep. I really need one of those Wallace & Gromit waking-up gadgets that tips me directly out of bed and into my clothes.
Remembering birthdays. Don't take it personally. I love you, I really do, but you should probably prepare yourself for dropping several hints in my direction if your big day is coming up soon. The same applies for addresses. I'm awful at writing them down.
Housework. I know it needs doing but there's always something more fun to do, isn't there? I like a tidy house but I'm not capable of keeping it that way.
Putting up with stupidity. Extreme eye-rolling will occur. It also happens when people are banging on about wanky self-help stuff or mooing about things that are entirely their own fault. I should be more empathetic but christ, it only goes so far.
Overlooking poor spelling and grammar. I've reached the point where I can hold myself back from pointing it out all the time but I cannot and will not subject myself to it by choice. If your blog or Twitter feed are constantly full of idiotic typos or you don't know the difference between your/you're then I'm not reading. Soz.
Making myself exercise. It's just not fun! I know I need to get back into swimming and 30 Day Shred but I will take every possible opportunity and make every possible excuse not to do it. Horse-riding and associated yardwork is the exception to this. That stuff is fun.
Art. I'm forever envious of people who can draw and doodle and paint. I haven't got an artistic bone in my body, which is doubly disappointing because my grandad was a wonderful painter and I'd have loved to inherited some of his talent.
Following dress patterns. Oh my gosh. What I wouldn't give to know which part of my brain is broken in this respect. I cannot comprehend them. I can't visualise what things should look like. I just don't understand. It's as if my brain takes one look and goes BLUUUUUUUUUHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. When I first attempted sleeves I couldn't make head nor tail of the instructions and it was only by some miracle that I did the first one correctly first time. Then I did the second one wrong EIGHT times in a row, even though I had literally just done one and had it right there to compare it to.
Procrastinating. I'm really good at it actually. But that's bad, so on this list it goes. There are two sides to this awesome talent of mine: putting off things I can't be arsed doing and hiding away from things I think are scary. Guess what? Neither of them are that bad if I actually make myself get off my arse and do them.
Attracting men. *plays tiny violin*
Getting up. I am actually hopeless at this. I have six different alarms and I'm all too capable of turning them off and just going back to sleep. I really need one of those Wallace & Gromit waking-up gadgets that tips me directly out of bed and into my clothes.
Remembering birthdays. Don't take it personally. I love you, I really do, but you should probably prepare yourself for dropping several hints in my direction if your big day is coming up soon. The same applies for addresses. I'm awful at writing them down.
Housework. I know it needs doing but there's always something more fun to do, isn't there? I like a tidy house but I'm not capable of keeping it that way.
Putting up with stupidity. Extreme eye-rolling will occur. It also happens when people are banging on about wanky self-help stuff or mooing about things that are entirely their own fault. I should be more empathetic but christ, it only goes so far.
Overlooking poor spelling and grammar. I've reached the point where I can hold myself back from pointing it out all the time but I cannot and will not subject myself to it by choice. If your blog or Twitter feed are constantly full of idiotic typos or you don't know the difference between your/you're then I'm not reading. Soz.
Making myself exercise. It's just not fun! I know I need to get back into swimming and 30 Day Shred but I will take every possible opportunity and make every possible excuse not to do it. Horse-riding and associated yardwork is the exception to this. That stuff is fun.
Art. I'm forever envious of people who can draw and doodle and paint. I haven't got an artistic bone in my body, which is doubly disappointing because my grandad was a wonderful painter and I'd have loved to inherited some of his talent.
Following dress patterns. Oh my gosh. What I wouldn't give to know which part of my brain is broken in this respect. I cannot comprehend them. I can't visualise what things should look like. I just don't understand. It's as if my brain takes one look and goes BLUUUUUUUUUHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. When I first attempted sleeves I couldn't make head nor tail of the instructions and it was only by some miracle that I did the first one correctly first time. Then I did the second one wrong EIGHT times in a row, even though I had literally just done one and had it right there to compare it to.
Procrastinating. I'm really good at it actually. But that's bad, so on this list it goes. There are two sides to this awesome talent of mine: putting off things I can't be arsed doing and hiding away from things I think are scary. Guess what? Neither of them are that bad if I actually make myself get off my arse and do them.
Attracting men. *plays tiny violin*
How weird, just yesterday I was thinking I'd do a similar post as a companion to the 'Things I'm Good At' one: great minds think alike. And yet again, our lists would be basically the same - so much yes to 1, 3, 5 & 6 especially!
ReplyDeleteI actually laughed out loud at four!! Indeed.
ReplyDeleteI actually laughed out loud at four!! Indeed.
ReplyDeleteSome men are better not attracted, not sure any of us are especially talented at attracting the right type. The phrase 'more luck than judgement' springs to mind!
ReplyDeleteHa! Love both your good at and bad at posts. Brilliant 😁
ReplyDeleteHa! Love both your good at and bad at posts. Brilliant 😁
ReplyDeleteHa! Love both your good at and bad at posts. Brilliant 😁
ReplyDeleteGreat post! I am exactly the same with getting up, haha. I have to set one for every ten minutes for about an hour before I actually have to be up and I still often manage to oversleep.
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I'm the same with housework - life's too short for a spotless house. And procrastination - the worst!
ReplyDeleteI was pondering my list and I realised I'm really rubbish at saying 'goodbye', I find it so awkward. How crap is that?
I can most definitely relate to the housework one! I am so lazy when it comes to cleaning, I really only do the bare minimum (although in fairness my definition of 'bare minimum' has changed slightly since I was a student!). I will never be one of those people who cleans until 11pm because they can't bear to go to bed when they know it needs doing.
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SO much procrastinating, lately. And switching off. I'm bad at that too. And losing weight. And...um, general enthusiasm for life, lately.
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