I’m pretty sure that after age 35 all we do is worry about weather and every little ache and pain that hits. My sister is the hypochondriac of the family, my brother is … well … a boy. And me? That leaves me focused on the weather. Oh yeah … and sleep or the lack thereof. Good heavens. We (I) obsess about the weirdest things. Things I’m sure I never even considered when I was younger.
My mother’s mother – Grammy – was a strange old woman. Really strange. Even back when she was sane. But then, there may have never been a time when she was really sane. Oh, so many stories – where do I start?
Well, the one that applies today is about her calendar. Much like Sheldon on Big Bang Theory, the woman kept a daily record of her bowel movements. How do we know this? We still have those calendars somewhere – and on each day, she marked the simple letters: B.M. Every once in a while there might be a hidden descriptor there, too … just in case something odd had happened.
Carol and I were in high school / college when we discovered this and we laughed and laughed (behind Grammy’s back – didn’t want to offend her). We were so shocked that anyone would expend that much energy on those records. I don’t know enough about her medical history to know whether or not that was a problem for Grammy, but holy cow.
I think I’m glad to obsess over weather and sleep. It feels much more socially acceptable.
Right now? The weather is absolutely glorious. I’m frozen. Oh my goodness, but this is awesome. I hope it lasts forever. Okay, that’s not true. I like my seasons, but I’m so stinking glad to have fall weather, I don’t know what to do with myself.
Yes, I’m sure that in other parts of the country, you are still dealing with awful things. There’s a reason I don’t live in Florida. Y’all don’t seem to understand the concept of no humidity. I’d be grumpy a lot. At least here in Iowa I’m only grumpy some of the time.
So yeah … that’s my weird obsession. Do you have one you’re willing to admit out loud? And seriously, if you record weird bodily functions, I don’t think you should be willing to admit those out loud. Just saying.
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