Punctual, that's what I seem to be. In all reality I can't stand being late. I usually try to get to places I need to be about 10 to 15 minutes early. I know it bothers those around me. But sometimes I just can't help it. It's more of an obsession.
I date it back to my grade school years. I have four older sisters (and let me tell you!) I don't think any of them are time aware! I was stigmatized as a youngster! If your last name was Luke in Tucson, AZ, you were not expected to be anywhere until at least 15 minutes after the start time. I felt this was asinine! So I made a dutiful effort to be the polar opposite!
I guess you could say instead of being compulsively late, I was obsessively early! Now I must admit, I have been able to set aside part of my OCD, and have actually arrived after the start time of several functions. The first time I forced myself to do so, oh man I went crazy! I even had the shakes!
Now there are still a few things I can still never, ever be late to! First and foremost, the movies! Now I haven't been to the movies for well over a year now, I blame it on gas prices! But when I do decide to splurge, I am there plenty early! I mean, come on! I have to see the previews!
Another thing I can never be late to is races. You know, the kind where you strap on the running shoes, pack on the water and pound the pavement. I know, it sounds silly not to show up to a race early, but if you don't, you may end up adding time to your run. Then again, whenever I do go to a race, usually a 5K, I go strictly for the the t-shirt and drawing.
Anyway, ironically I've run out of time to write toady. So remember as you walk through life and wonder if you are crazy, I say time will tell!
Hayden's Thanksgiving 2013
10 years ago
