When We Assume...
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What happens after?
10-10-2010
I just spent a wonderful weekend with Lynn. We celebrated our year anniversary Friday. My boss gave me a wonderful four days off and we got to go see her family and then we went off to Atlanta, Georgia. I love her so much. So we went to At
Assume something won't hurt you...then it most likely will....
10-4-2010
I have had an interesting time since my last post. I was wearing flip flops and walking with Lynn to her class and I saw a coat hanger on the sidewalk. In an effort to avoid stepping on it I walked into the grass; assuming of course it was safer there. No sooner I put my foot in the grass the bottom of my foot is trying to unconnect from the ground as fast as possible. The processing your brain goes through when something like this happens is so funny. I mean for a split second I remember thinking, "why am I reacting this way? what's wrong with my foot? I avoided the coat hanger right?" Then I realized the coat hanger had just went through my shoe and into my foot. Damn. Yeah it hurt and I thought I was avoiding pain but really I went right to it. (hmmm life lesson in that last sentence? lol) Lynn took great care of me...and she babied me....so awesome. So after bandaging my foot and milking the special attention we went to Sam's Club....oh did I have fun there! I told Lynn I wanted a wheel chair....I wasn't about to limp all over that place. The first one she brought me was falling apart and had spider webs on it, the second was a motor scooter (which I could've limped faster), and finally when we got to the door we found a decent one. Oh the joys of rolling around! Now don't assume I want to be in a chair all the time, but it sure was fun!
So today the system at work went down and I tried to fix it....well while fixing I had to cut some zip ties off some wires....now mind you I just put a brand new blade in my knife and I was being very careful because of the fact. But lo and behold I sliced my finger open. I assumed I was safe in both instances and ended up getting hurt...OUCH!
Well I have to go to bed but just think about it. When you assume you are safe you put your guard down and ease your defenses and that my friend is when you get hurt. Be careful, be wise, and be grateful.
Until the future...
-HLR
Assume I have an ideal person?...nope
9-25-2010
Growing up as a child you are either a prince or a princess looking for sleeping beauty or your knight in shining armor. You decide on hair color and how many muscles or what color eyes and how big of boobs; however, there are some of us that don't have an ideal person or a dream to be crushed. Lynn said to me today,"I'm sure I'm not your ideal person...", but she is wrong. My ideal person is not a man or a woman that makes alot of money. Ever since I lost my mom, the one person that I knew loved me, the only thing on my "ideal person list" was: Someone that loves me. That's the only thing I want or really need in a person. Many people that stumble across this blog might say what world is she living in, but don't assume you know me enough to make a judgement on what I need in a person.
The great thing about Lynn is that though she knows every detail about me, I mean the most intimate and shameful things, she still loves me. Being loved is such a precious and great thing. Now don't go assuming we have this amazingly perfect relationship because we don't. I'm not blaming her or myself for it's imperfections just human nature. Nothing can be truly perfect, but since she loves me and I love her the relationship teters on the line of perfection. Yes, we fight and yes, we don't talk for a while and yes, she has to call her mom and tell her what an ass I am being, BUT in the end when we get in bed to go to sleep issues are eased and all that is left is the love.
In conclusion, don't assume that your "ideal person" should come this certain way or that certain way. Be open to whatever form it comes in. Did I honestly think or assume my "ideal person" would be a woman? No, but that was not an issue because love is deeper than surface material. It is good to have standards and boundaries, but don't throw someone away just cause you assume they aren't right for you.
On another note...I am still scared to count the times I assume. I am becoming more aware so maybe it will happen within the week.
Until next time..
-HLR
One of the first assumptions...
9-24-2010
I guess we could technically blame Adam and Eve for starting the assuming of this world; however, that would be an assumption. How do we live without assuming? Assuming is fun sometimes and we can use it to get out of stuff...like, "Baby I'm sorry the clothes aren't folded. I figured since I washed and dried you would fold..." My "Baby" is beautiful and you would assume a man since I am a female...well guess where assuming gets you...ya wrong. My "Baby" is a beautiful blonde, petite, smart, funny, and just down right cute. For purposes of the many stories I have that include her she will be referred to as Lynn or Baby. Oh and I can't forget, there's is one other person that will appear alot...my goddaughter's mom who will be referred to as Shea...way too many stories with that one. lol...
I just encountered an assumption situation...my university is hosting T-Pain and well Lynn and I assumed that since the event was from 5pm till 10pm that he would display his talent that long...which worked out wonderfully because I have to be at work by 9pm...after waiting in line a few minutes we discovered that the infamous T-Pain would not grace the audience with his presence till 8:30pm...we walked away.
How many times a day do we assume? I want to keep track but I might be ashamed of the number. Lynn would probably love to see that number. (Ugh...there I am assuming in my own blog). I wish they would make a gadget that attaches to your brain and counts for you...like the little thing that counts your steps as you walk. On the other hand, I think life would be boring without assuming. Think about it...you see a car that is wet pull out of a car wash establishment...you assume they just washed their car...or you see someone sweating profusely on a bike and assume that they have been riding along time...(if it was me you could almost guarantee I had only biked a block.) What would life be like with no random assuming thoughts popping in our heads. Think about it...
5 minutes later
...did it happen to you too? Did you spend that time actually thinking about the scenario or assuming about it? I assumed. Assuming is just part of life and that is the great thing about it. Now that we have established that maybe you understand why this will be a fun blog...of course I may be assuming too much. lol
...hope you join me on this journey called...When We Assume.
-HLR






