What was I Thinking?

What was I thinking

Another list.  Another ridiculous guffaw I frequently have with myself – usually when I’m driving.  Sorry gang.  I try not to drive after 6pm because I’m too busy laughing at how insane I am to be considered ‘safe’ behind the wheel after six.

Who needs a phone to distract you from driving when you have a list like this?  Want to have some fun? Come up with your own top ten – but fair warning, don’t drive when you’re thinking about it.

Here’s how it starts:


  • As I flung my eight year old yelling self over the staircase banister desperate to be heard through the double doors where a boy I was teasing stood.  J E N S E N ! ! !   I screeched until I fell ass over tea kettle down two flights of stairs. Cracked my jaw too (just a little but enough that there’s still a bump). Thanks Laverne for dragging my blacked out self to the office that day.
with Laverne 36 years after the banister incident.
with Laverne 36 years after the banister incident.
  • As I claimed bankruptcy over $20,000 in debt when I was only 27 years old.  Oh gawddddddd… really?   If only I knew my own earning potential back then. 
  • As I believed that guy who said he was only sleeping with me.  Jeeeeeee Whizzzzzzzzzz. 
  • As I had a freakin’ thirty-something temper tantrum and threw a chair into a wall – yup, the kids and I still laugh full out about that one.  …we can still see the legs sticking out of the wall. 
  • As I hung the family Christmas lights without a ladder, without a step stool, without anything but the back of the couch (you know, the really skinny part that’s for BACKS and not FEET?), only to quickly scramble down in order to change a poopy diaper, land on the baby’s ukulele, twist my ankle and not be able to breathe for 30 seconds because of the pain. ‘Don’t touch me I seethed.  Just let me lay here for a minute.’ 
  • As I believed my college drama teachers who said I wasn’t an actor.  I believed them. I actually believed them. Dumb dumb dumb dumb powerless and ahhhhhh done. Sometimes I wonder if they were right only because I believed them. What would’ve happened if I had believed in myself more?
  • As I made three short films with no budget. Funny how not knowing what can’t be done usually translates into doing it. 
  • As I talked on my cel phone, pumped breast milk and DROVE all at the same time (pre-hands free driving folks just sayin…).
  • As I pretended that I wasn’t sure if I believe in God because it was easier than having a faith I didn’t understand.
  • As I almost gave up on being me as if I could ever run that fast or that far.

Here’s to you and being all that you are in whatever form you’re currently showing up as.  You’re funny man.  Ridiculous even. Welcome to the club.

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TinaO is a writer, speaker and the founder of TinaOLife – a hub for all things worth living for, the workshop Live Your Best Story, and her coaching practice:  Tall Poppy Living. She’s also a professional network marketer with a decade in the industry.  She teaches: selling isn’t slimey and marketing isn’t make-believe.  You can be yourself and be successful in Direct Sales.