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
2 comments:
I would like to say that I was an older sister (the one just older) who got the brunt of his being on time. As soon as he was able to drive he was in the car honking the horn so we could get to school EARLY!!!! I was always usually running out the door with my shoes in one hand and my breakfast in the other. But it was better than walking to school.
And you would have thought that would have made you an on-time person Dixie. :o)
I will admit that I too am one of those "older sisters". Though...I married a Billy like man and I have gotten much better about being on-time. You would be so proud of me Billy. :o) Billy, I enjoyed this blog because I never realized how much of what we did affected you. Hopefully not to many bad things. :o) It also makes me wonder what things Ian will do differently because of his "older sisters". :o)
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