What is it about me that only my family understands?
I’ve been thinking about this one ever since I saw the topic. It certainly isn’t my love of chocolate, or pasta, or the fact that when inspiration hits, you nearly have to bludgeon me over the head to get my attention (or just shut off the electricity/unplug the wifi….but this will also probably cause a meltdown!).
I can’t think of a single thing I do that only my family would understand.
Even two years ago, I amazed my mother when I wrote a short story during the commercial breaks while watching Jeopardy and Survivor….then finished it an ninety minutes later. When I read it to her, she shook her head and said, “It’s fascinating how your brain works.”
See? My own family doesn’t understand it.
My hubby calls my karaoke habit my ‘mid-life crisis’, so when I turned 50, I dyed my hair blue to show him a ‘mid-life crisis’. Well, the joke was on me, because I discovered I LIKED my blue streaks! Just wish I could afford them all year round….but then again, it’s rather torturous to wash my hair in barely-warm water (it makes the dye last longer), so I’m perfectly happy with them two-three times a year. If I could afford to go to the beauty shop every week like my own grandma did (just for a wash every week, then cut and curl as needed), I might even try new colors.
Update On The Job:
Earned my official vest uniform on Saturday! Guess my boss is happy with me:) I’m simply thrilled to wear normal clothes again, instead of ensuring I have pockets for my pens, notebook, chap stick, and extra kleenex! Now my only pet peeve is, the vests are red, which means I can’t wear pink, green, or any other clashing color. Yes, this is just Me being Me…..
Molly's Musings/Kenzie's Korner 
I couldn’t think of a thing either. At least, you wrote about it. I copped out LOL
LOL….proof I can write about nothing? HA ha…
I have the same problem: my family doesn’t understand me more of than they do.
Sometimes we just resign ourselves to be forever misunderstood….it’s a mutual eye-roll every time I bring up events and the spouse immediately says, “Oh, I don’t care about that.” Funny; when I get a nice royalty check or have good sales, then he’s all about ‘Go do that again!” But most of the time I hear, “But those don’t pay the bills.” They may not pay the HOUSEHOLD bills yet, but at least I’m breaking somewhat even on MY expenses!
Don’t you hate how rare pockets are on women’s clothing? I don’t know that my family “understands” my drive to write, but they don’t give me grief about it. My hubs, mom and daughter are supportive, so that’s all I need. Here’s to mid-life “crises” that bring interesting results.
I finally found some jeggings with FRONT POCKETS! I even bought an external pocket to wear when I really need it….course, I put my ID in it and forgot to put it back in my wallet….two months later, I panicked when trying to check into a motel and NO ID! Got a replacement the following week, then found my old one a month later! Did you see they’re now making prom and wedding dresses with pockets? Why didn’t someone do this YEARS ago????
Yes, sometimes it’s more about accepting than understanding.
Agreed, Kate:)