seriously.Thanks for making me sit here and think of all my insecurities and shortcomings.![]()
if you need three sentences...Never could write more than a few sentences at a time.
Oh, and fighting. Really not up to snuff in hand to hand combat at this point in my life.Procrastination.
Like 90% of the problems in my life are because I just don't get stuff done when I have the time and put it off until the last minute. I try to fight it but it has been a struggle my entire life.
My wife thinks it is because school was easy for me and since I didn't have to work hard or plan ahead then I developed bad habits. Had a counselor once tell me it was a form of adrenaline addiction whereby I couldn't get myself motivated enough to do anything until the adrenaline from the panic of missing the deadline kicked in. I think they are both partially right, but for whatever reason I kick the can down the road way too much. I'm usually pretty good at the beginning of things and do my best work at the end but in the middle I just fizzle out. The danger is that when things don't go smooth at the end and I actually do run out of time and miss deadlines. It has literally cost me a job before and held me back in my career for 20 years now.
Odd. I picture you as a guy that runs into a situation, head on, without thinking things through.Procrastination.
Like 90% of the problems in my life are because I just don't get stuff done when I have the time and put it off until the last minute. I try to fight it but it has been a struggle my entire life.
if you were a real man, I'd knock your teeth out.my modesty - i dont think i'm half of what i really am....
I never got into Everybody Loves Raymond, but my wife was sure to share this episode with me sometime shortly after we started living together. If you're not familiar with it...just watch this scene and that'll be enough.I'm genuinely horrible at basically any aspect of general manual labor (yardwork, any sort of handyman thing, cleaning around the house, etc.). For instance I've been fired at one job in my life and it was a landscaping summer job making minimum wage where my boss accused me of being lazy/intentionally screwing up when I was genuinely trying to explain to him my performance wasn't for lack of effort. Additionally, early on at least (she knows it now), my wife thought I was intentionally screwing up chores around the house to avoid doing them.
Sure you are. Well played.1. I'm bad at staying in touch/being cognizant of people close to me. I let my work and hobbies sometimes overtake their priority.
2. I'm genuinely horrible at basically any aspect of general manual labor (yardwork, any sort of handyman thing, cleaning around the house, etc.). For instance I've been fired at one job in my life and it was a landscaping summer job making minimum wage where my boss accused me of being lazy/intentionally screwing up when I was genuinely trying to explain to him my performance wasn't for lack of effort. Additionally, early on at least (she knows it now), my wife thought I was intentionally screwing up chores around the house to avoid doing them.
3. I suck at art (drawing, music, etc.).
I'm not in your shoes, but I wouldn't be embarrassed if I were you. That seems perfectly normal considering your disability. If someone told me that, I wouldn't think oddly about that at all. Heck I might even join you depending on how many flights we're talking. Always good to burn off some calories.Second one is just embarrassment. Can't tell you how many times I've been with a group of people where we are heading somewhere that requires elevators and all of sudden I have to make up some excuse and hope like hell I can get stair access so I can join them.
You're not the first to say that, and of course I like the collateral benefit of being able to avoid these things now (my wife has zero expectations of me doing them provided I have zero problem with her paying somebody to do them), but I really, truly, am awful. I cannot build even the simplest set of drawers, I genuinely don't see smudges on mirrors, if the trash can is overflowing I didn't notice it, and those no chance of me mowing and edging a lawn where it looks even decently okay.Sure you are. Well played.
Same. If somebody say he had claustrophobia, I'd get it. Same with somebody not flying or going on a rollercoaster due to a fear of heights or whatever.I'm not in your shoes, but I wouldn't be embarrassed if I were you. That seems perfectly normal considering your disability. If someone told me that, I wouldn't think oddly about that at all. Heck I might even join you depending on how many flights we're talking. Always good to burn off some calories.
Procrastination.
Like 90% of the problems in my life are because I just don't get stuff done when I have the time and put it off until the last minute. I try to fight it but it has been a struggle my entire life.
My wife thinks it is because school was easy for me and since I didn't have to work hard or plan ahead then I developed bad habits. Had a counselor once tell me it was a form of adrenaline addiction whereby I couldn't get myself motivated enough to do anything until the adrenaline from the panic of missing the deadline kicked in. I think they are both partially right, but for whatever reason I kick the can down the road way too much. I'm usually pretty good at the beginning of things and do my best work at the end but in the middle I just fizzle out. The danger is that when things don't go smooth at the end and I actually do run out of time and miss deadlines. It has literally cost me a job before and held me back in my career for 20 years now.
Impulse control is terrible.
It's ok. I got you covered. I care very little and do just enough to be adequatemy weak point is that I care too much ...and work too hard.
Neither did his wives......hey ohhhhhwell ...did not see that comin' GM
Love dancing at weddings. I probably look ridiculous but I could care less. I wish I had more weddings to go to.Also....I'm a horrendous dancer. Everyone in my family has natural rhythm but I'm a total goof out there. Thankfully I mostly get over this after like 3-4 drinks at a wedding.
Try getting eaten by a lion. That should fix you up right quick.i have a hard time caring about anything, l mean, i just don’t care. concerned with me and mine, otherwise, light yourself on fire, i hardly care.
If she was right about that, you'd never knowMy wife tells me it's listening to her
Most brain studies would indicate that (long term) this is a strength, not a weakness. I'm envious. A consistent sleep schedule like that would be a benefit in so many ways imo.I really like my sleep. I'm up by 630 for work and 7ish on weekends, but I rarely see north of 10pm.
I'm fat
yes to both of these. I was never fat as a kid but I’ve probably gained like 5 lbs a year since collegeImpulse control is terrible.
Oh my God, I forgot that bedtime procrastination is absolutely one of my worst qualities. I even started a whole thread about it here a few months ago. The goal was that talking about it would inspire me to be more aware of it. Hasn't helped at all.Most brain studies would indicate that (long term) this is a strength, not a weakness. I'm envious. A consistent sleep schedule like that would be a benefit in so many ways imo.
Just as a follow up, what single hour of the day do you consider your most productive? Assuming some level of variance of course.
This is me too 100%. My wife and I have been together for coming up on 20 yrs, she says the only time I ever yell is at the TV for sports or at myself while doing something competitive.Pretty sure I have sports Tourettes. Is that a thing? I'm the most calm, mild mannered person you would ever meet in normal daily life. Even in high stress situations. But put me in a competitive sports situation and I lose my #### to the point where it scares those around me. And it is never directed at others. Only at myself. But if I make a mistake I lose my #### and go complete lizard brain maniac screaming, cursing, etc. for just a few seconds. Then I feel better and move on to the next point, play, whatever. I've tried to stop. I can't.
Not claustrophobic, but I also avoid elevators. You’re absolutely right that access to stairways is often limited, with exit stairwells in particular being blocked, or leading to employee only areas. It’s sometimes fun to explore the bowels of hotels, etc., but really sucks when you have to ascend back up multiple flights when the exit is locked.I'll go with disability, I could go on and on with things I'm not good at.
Severe claustrophobia is a major issue in my life. For most part it rarely ever comes up except with elevators which I avoid at all costs but that still has two big issues.
First one is a lot of places do not allow for stair access. Like pretty much any hotel in Vegas for starters. You can exit the stairs but you can't enter. So I may be willing to walk 15 flights of stairs but I can't even do that. This has led to things such as less traveling, seeking out of the way hotels with no elevators or calling ahead to see if they allow stair access, less enjoyment when I do travel, issues keeping appointments with people both professionally and personally when elevator access is required.
Second one is just embarrassment. Can't tell you how many times I've been with a group of people where we are heading somewhere that requires elevators and all of sudden I have to make up some excuse and hope like hell I can get stair access so I can join them.