Responsible Party of 1

This is the gym in which I taught many aerobics classes and where I offended the entire class one day. YAY me! ;)

There are times in your life when you just have to ask yourself some serious questions, folks. Well, and today is one of those days for me. In thinking about responsibility, specifically personal responsibility, I started to ask these questions to myself:

1. Who once offended an entire aerobics class with just one sentence? 
2. Who once lost her favorite underwear at the doctors without even almost realizing it?
3. Who almost bit Binderclips ear off while sleeping?
4. Who once accidentally posted her age as 300 years older than she actually is?
5. Who makes up songs with titles like "Poop Eater"?

Sadly, the answer to all of these questions is Me. Ok, ok, so I'm not really sad about it at all. Actually, all of these things that I have done are really funny to me. Is there something wrong with me you ask? Ab-so-freak-in-loot-ly.

I'm no longer a victim but an active participant in my own life.

Instead of thinking 'Well if I hadn't been so distracted by the microphone headset thingy (I use such technical terms only for you folks) I had to wear while teaching aerobics (that could be heard OUTSIDE of the building as well as inside). And saying "At the end of this workout you should look like me" meaning sweaty not physically, thereby offending the entire class in one instant'. And at first thinking they were all jerks for getting mad at me (since all I wanted was for them to have a good workout). I now think that the pointing at myself (actually I was pointing to my armpits to indicate just how sweaty I was, since I had just got done teaching another aerobics class) and saying "At the end of this workout you should look like me" could be a tad misleading.

Also, I may have thought 'not sure why that lady is picking up my underwear with paper towel off the floor, it's not like I have a disease or something' upon seeing my favorite (actually they were more of Binderclips' favorite than mine) pair of undies on the ground at the doctor's office. Instead I thought 'How in the hell did I manage that one?' upon seeing them laid neatly out on the floor of the waiting room. If you want to find out how I did manage that one, read this.

Yet another example is when I woke up from a terrifying dream in which I was competing with the Snaz fish to find Binderclips staring at me with a terrified look on his face. Instead of thinking 'what on earth is wrong with him' (actually I did think this at first) and after learning the reasoning behind why he looked so terrified (I MAY have been squirming all around and chomping at his ear) I thought 'This poor sap, he had no clue that I'd turn out to be like this' instead.

Anyways, you get the idea. Basically, I do stupid stuff all of the time and I'll be honest, for a while there I kind of felt like a victim of crazy happenings. That is, until I realized that NONE of these things would have happened had I not been there fully participating in each and every embarrassing instant. Moral of the story is, if you find yourself thinking 'how do these things always happen to me?' then I think you need to re-evaluate how your actions could have contributed to the situation. It's called cause and effect folks and I'm a master of it.

Any who, have a great Friday everyone!

Later gators!