Tuesday, October 13, 2009

I'm the best actress EVER!

I should have taken up acting.

No really.

Lately I have noticed that I must be an extremely good actress.

This is why.

I'm kinda everywhere lately because I always am doing way to much. But only because the stuff I LOVE to do and makes me happy, keeps me busy. So I'm okay with being busy, the only problem is, my brain seems to attach itself to Shelle-is-to-busy-little-sleep-attention-deficit-disorder or SITBLSADD.

My mind tends to easily wander off. Unless I'm focusing on a project or my hands are doing something, I tend to lose focus. And what I mean is, if I'm just conversing with someone I'm either going to A) cut you off and start a random thought, or B) say "uh huh" in the right place, but really I'm not listening to you.

So how does this correlate with me being a great actress you ask?

Because the last few times I have had a moment to sit and talk with an adult, I haven't paid attention to the conversation for longer than 8.2 seconds, YET it's like the other person has NO clue. They just keep talking away.

It's a beautiful thing really.

In fact, I thought about this while in the midst of my last adult conversation.

I sat there, put my replies to "uh huh" on auto robot, and thought while they were talking about who KNOWS what, "I'm the best actress ever! They have no idea that I'm not paying attention to them. In fact, I'm surprised they can't tell? Usually my face is like a book... I should look like a blank wall right now? Interesting... oh she smiled, I should smile back" so I smile, then I continue, "I should blog about this and tell everyone how cool I am? Maybe it will come off the wrong way, like I'm being mean... but I'm NOT being mean, I can't really help it right now. Maybe it's the cold medicine... yea that's it, that's what I will blame it on... oh she laughed, I should laugh also" so I laugh.

And on and on it went for about 45 minutes!

I should be appalled at myself. And you guys will probably thing I'm a prick just writing this post. Normally I would agree that this is horrible and normally I'm actually a great listener.

But I'm actually quite impressed.

I'm blaming it on the cold medicine though ;)

If you have a funny Halloween date story or couple story that you would like to share with the blog world email me at blokthoughts @ gmail dot com and let me know. Over at Real World Venus vs. Mars the week of Halloween is all about the stories! :)

Love,

12 comments:

Chief said...

I have mastered this skill as well. Mine is with my children though...is that bad?

clan of the cave hair said...

I actually realized a while ago this was a problem so I did two things: I cut off the relationships that I wasn't interested in enough to even listen too, because really, if they haven't noticed that I'm not listening, they are even more self-absorbed than I thought they were. Secondly, I decided I really needed to make it a point to listen to the people I really cared about. Its amazing how much more fulfilling my friendships are doing it this way.

roy/elisabeth dean said...

I have a funny halloween story, I'll email it when I get a minute!
♥,Lilly

SciFi Dad said...

Uh huh.

Hahaha.

I know exactly what you mean.

Yep.

Hahaha. I know.

Homer and Queen said...

I just tell them to shut the hell up...

April said...

Sorry, what was that? I was arguing with my know it all son.

April said...

True story.

Valerie said...

I was just laughing at your post. I have soooo been there. Even with my hubs. I can't help it either. lol

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The Wixom Zoo said...

Totally normal. At least for me.

Malea said...

umm hmm! Totally! and So what do you think about that? Are my three conversation favs when I really don't give a crap about what the other person is saying.

Susan said...

I'm not as good... I need to get lessons from you so I can fool them all... my kids, my boss, the new customers I meet... Oh MY GOSH... this could be revolutionary!!!

wendy said...

Oh shelle, shelle, shelle, watch out for brain overload. That "talent" could come in handy though. Sometimes we WANT to show interest in the conversation...when we just "aren't??"

Here you Go SciFi Dad