As I sit here this morning thinking about everything I need to do and what it is that will and won’t get done, my mind focuses on one thing then shifts to another. It’s always like that for me, thoughts racing a million miles an hour, switching topics and mental images.
If I did and accomplished those gad-zillions of things dancing and interweaving within my brain I would be very happy indeed. In my mind, I am many things and I accomplish a great deal. But in real life…uhg. My days go by to quickly, and I don’t accomplish squat…well, it sure doesn’t seem like squat when you have a list 10 miles long and only the first two are checked off. This is so NOT me, the gal in the picture has a smile on her face and lots of checks on her list.
I came to the conclusion yesterday that if I could be anything it would be one of a set of identical octuplets. Yes, I did say identical. That way there would be eight of me and each could set out on one of the many missions and tasks that lie ahead and get them done. Of course it wouldn’t hurt if each of me were also like an octopus with numerous arms so the multi-tasking we’re programmed to do would be even greater.
Now this ol’ world may not be prepared to handle a lot of me-z running around, but oh how I, myself, would love it indeed. Imagine if you wanted to be in 8 different countries (do we have 8)? I imagined it yesterday and came to the realization that had I been fortunate enough to be one of a set of identical octuplets each one could travel to a separate country and there “I” would be…in all of them at once. The same applies to doing things. I have so many different interests and things I want to do that once again if I were part of an identical set of “me-z” I could do many more of them and be oh so content.
I’ve never known what I wanted to be when I grew up…and trust me…I am now grown up…yet still don’t know. Not that it’s due to a lack of interest ‘cuz boy oh boy do I have interests. I want to be so many things and do so many more. Nothing famous or anything like that. They can take that job and $@#!* it.
I want to run a zoo, an aquarium, an orphanage (I’d love to be Mother Hubbard. No wait, wrong one, that’s the one who went to fetch a bone and there wasn’t one). I want to be the Ol’ Lady That Lived in a Shoe.
I want to be a marine biologist, an electrical engineer, a mechanical engineer, a mathematical engineer ( is there such a thing?), I’d love to be a physicist.
I would also like to be a paralegal ‘cuz I love law. I also love forensics and criminal justice as well. Oh wait, one more…I’d love to save the world. Several things always gets in the way of that though. Not rich enough, not smart enough and I for darn sure haven’t figured out how to save the world when I can’t even save myself from the world.
Yeah, you get the idea! Trust me my list doesn’t end there. The only thing I don’t want to be is a lady in a dress! No way, nope, not going to happen. I don’t want no dress or high heels slowing me down. Besides I need my ankles and I certainly don’t care for those breezes and drafts.
Did I mention I’d like to write a book, be in the X- games (on a motorcycle of course) and go in front of our legislatures and get someone to sponsor some legislation and get some d*!m laws changed?
Which brings me to another thought - split personalities or multiple ones as well. None evil or nothing like that all angelic and energetic, too. Now wouldn’t that be fun. We’d never be lonely or alone and we could play all kinds of games that take more than one player. I love games!