So, I’ve been thinking a lot about my little quirks. Seriously, I have a lot of them.
What is a quirk you ask?
By definition it is an oddity: a strange attitude or habit.
If you’re like me, you think quirks are a good thing. No, a great thing! I think quirks make people unique, and I simply love unique. In most cases I think strange is cool. I love people who are just so true to themselves. I find that I struggle with that more often than not. I think to think most people do, but hey… some people just really don’t. I think that’s cool.
I’m ALL about embracing your quirks as well as the quirks of everyone you meet. You can learn a lot about people from their quirks, I think.
I also think that if you type quirks a lot, it starts to look like it’s spelled wrong… which leads me to my first confession/quirk.
I always ask my husband how to spell things. Even if I know how to spell them. I was like, the first person to get kicked out of my 7th grade spelling bee, and I have this MASS fear of spelling things wrong. I also happen to be the worlds worst speller. This is a problem. :-D
So basically, I am always nervous about writing in general… which is why having a blog is funny to me. I love it, but I can’t help but kind of cracking up every time I sit down to write something. I always think to myself… Brooke, are you crazy? Nobody wants to read your gibberish, but whatever. Heh. It helps me, and I love to just ramble about things. So, take that interweb people.
Oh! Also, if my hub isn’t available to re-assure me that I have spelled a word correctly or laugh at me because of how wrong I spelled it, I ask google. Good old, handy dandy Google.
I just go in and type up some strange version of the word I’m trying so desperately to spell and like always old reliable Google comes up with a “did you mean ::whatever word I butchered::” and I simply click the word that I meant and I feel overjoyed.
Worst part about this is, I probably do this at least 4 times a day. Usually with the same words. You’d think I’d learn. :-)
So, back on the quirk thing. I used to hate the fact that I wasn’t an intuitive speller.
I used to hate the fact that when faced with a stupid yellow card from the game Cranium I’d want to cry… but you know what? I kinda like it now. Weird, huh?
I’m sort of okay with the fact that it’s just NOT my thing, and that not everything has to be your thing. Who REALLY cares about spelling… I mean, really really. :-) Obviously, it’s important… but that’s why I have my hubby and Google to help me out. And honestly, my lack of spelling ability has made for some good laughs and I appreciate that. I’d much rather have fond memories of some silly thing I did than be all caught up with something I wasn’t the best at.
Do you feel like you have a funny quirk that you now embrace?
Maybe it was something you didn’t like about yourself, but it has turned into something that makes you quirky.
My name is Brooke, and though I suck at spelling… at least I don’t need a calculator to figure out how much of a tip I should leave ;-)
And because every post needs a photo, here is one of Jude just being the love of my life.