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Friday Five

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Five weird things about me:

 

There are certain windshield wiper speeds I can't tolerate. Their pauses make me anxious – like the tempo is all wrong, uneasy.

My favorite household chore is doing laundry. On the racetrack we had to go to laundromats for so many years. To have my own washer and dryer is a total treat.

Bad drivers or pokey drivers must be avoided at all costs. If I can't get around or past them, I'm tempted to go extra miles to get to my desination just to avoid or bypass them.

Sometimes cussing seems like the appropriate response, but I rarely do that anymore. I had to teach and force myself to do it in the beginning, but then I got pretty good at it. Not proud of that.

I can't remember the last time I slept through the night.

 

Father, we're all desperate for you, whether we know it or not. Thank you for all you've given me, your patience with me, your pure grace. In the Name of Jesus, Amen. 

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8 responses to “Friday Five”

  1. BK Jackson Avatar
    BK Jackson

    I won’t even get started on the pokey drivers.
    ARGH!!!!!!

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  2. Nicole Avatar
    Nicole

    I know, right? Ugh.

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  3. Brenda Anderson Avatar
    Brenda Anderson

    It’s not the wiper blade speed that bothers me, but when it’s out of sync with the song on the radio. 🙂
    And I can tolerate pokey drivers much better than drivers who invade my personal space. Those who ride my bumper or who drive alongside me or sit in my blind spot drive me crazy!

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  4. Nicole Avatar
    Nicole

    Oh, funny, Bren. Not keeping time, huh? I don’t know what it is about those speeds. Some of them make me anticipate the next swish and when it doesn’t arrive when I think it should – or arrives too soon – I just get fidgety and switch to faster or slower. Weird, I know.
    I had to switch lanes to get to an exit fast – my bad – and ended up pretty close to a guy’s bumper as I was slowing down. He slammed on his brakes. I kept my cool but by then tailing him close was just a matter of keeping up. He stops in the middle of the exit in front of me, gets out of his car, walks back and starts yelling at me through the window. I just let him rant until he had the gall to tell ME I was going to cause an accident – with him stopped in the middle of the exit with cars behind me. I simply said, “So are you.” That was that. I don’t normally ride people’s bumpers because I don’t like it either, but this time it was first unintentional until he pulled his shenanigan.

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  5. Donovan Colt Torp Avatar
    Donovan Colt Torp

    There is only one acceptable tempo for a windshield wiper, and I have not discovered it yet.
    Dishes are preferable to laundry.
    Drivers? I better leave this one alone, however, driving extra miles to get to a destination is not something I mind:)
    Cussing is an all too appropriate response.
    I don’t remember the last time I slept through the night either.
    Are we related somehow?!
    🙂

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  6. Nicole Avatar
    Nicole

    Cute, son. 😉 And with your laundry system almost anything would be acceptable in place of doing laundry! Cussing should be selective and minimal. Just too crass to use regularly.

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  7. BK Jackson Avatar
    BK Jackson

    RE: The windshield wiper thing: I get an out. I live in AZ. We rarely need them. LOL!

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  8. Nicole Avatar
    Nicole

    True, and with a swift storm I imagine only the highest speed will do. The high speeds don’t bother me. 😉

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