A lot of helpful people have offered me advice to help stop losing things. The one I get a lot is, “You just need to think about what you’re doing.” I try. Really I do.
|My dear friend is in this picture. But I won’t tell you which one she is. I do want to stay friends with her.|
Still, at one point, I even hit the wall with her. That would be when I lost her planner. I can’t remember what exigency of mine demanded it. (Exigencies were the norm for me. Still are.) I believe I needed her calculator for a test, and unfortunately, it was attached to her planner. Of course she had a high end Franklin planner, a leather binder, and in the end it cost over a hundred dollars to replace it.
You may wonder what this has to do with my sand bucket list. It goes to the core of all my fears. I’m always afraid to take on new things, bold things because I’m not even sure I can handle life on the most basic level. Is it right to dream of bigger things when I don’t even know where my credit card is?