I lick the peanut butter off the knife.

I force myself to stay awake, even if I'm tired.

We have four cats because I can't say no.

I keep drama-inclined people on my FB page so I can read their dirt, like it's the National Enquirer.

I still use regular old bar soap and a washcloth, rather than liquid and a puff. I feel cleaner.

When I get new, cool things. I like to sit in silence and stare at them.

Nice! I/We do that too!

I pretended to like Silas Marner when I was a teenager.

When the lightbulb is burnt out, I usually don't care.

If I can sleep in, I wake up early. If I have to get up early, I can't wake up.

I'm a backseat driver.

I blame myself a little bit for bad relationships, sometimes I forget coffee cups and leave them sitting all over the house, I wash dishes only when I begin running out of clean ones, I change my underwear more than once a day.

I raise my voice when I'm frustrated and also when I'm excited, I laugh sometimes when I'm nervous, I like to share my achievements with the world, I have an active FB account yet I often forget to text people back.

I can't suffer fools especially when they've made me look the fool, I forgive my badly behaved pets everything, I feel smug about my happy relationship, I try not to think too much about my financial difficulties.

I love chocolate, almost as much as I love sleep and more than I love shoes.

We have "city water" now, so we might be closer to regular :)

We watch television during dinner and pause it if the need to conversate arises.

We always eat dinner together at the dinning room table.

Funny story...

When we first got our dog and sat down to dinner, he would go and lay on the kitchen floor or in the living room on the couch. Oh how lucky we are we said, how wonderful it is that he's trained!

Fast forward to me sitting down on the couch with a frozen fruit pop; that dog was in my face so fast he almost got the pop from me before I could react! Seems the previous owners never sat at the table to eat, so he hadn't known what was going on! We still laugh at the expression on my face.:|

I like to sit out on my patio deck, late in the evening, and listen to my nieghbors or the kids when they're playing outside.

My son and I live on opposite sides of our home and it seems we always see each other in the kitchen - either when I'm making some coffee or making some unusual supper or when we sit down to have a meal together.

It seems like I do the laundry at least twice a week: Saturday afternoons for bed linens and towels and wash clothes; Tuesday afternoons for our own clothes. I iron once in a great while - mostly for my son, which I sometimes will do that, late at night.

BB and I often end up trying to move past each other in our small nyc apartment with its narrow spaces, so one of us will say, "Back that bus up," and the other of us will move back saying, "Beep...beep...beep" in order to make room for the other one to get by.

I bought an extra serving of chinese take-out, the other night, because there was a homeless person outside the store (with a sign asking for money) who looked like they were hungry. I gave it to them when I left the store. In the spontanaity of the moment, they hugged me. I left in tears. I could easily be them.

Over the past few weeks, I've gone overboard in 'spring cleaning' my home and now that I've rearranged lots of things in the kitchen and bathroom and even in my own bedroom, I can't seem to find what I'm looking for - half the time. My son told me to stop 'spring cleaning' the house because he hates to see me having to 'spring clean' the house again, right after everything looks so nice.

Today, I stayed in the moment and tended to reality at work.


Then, I came home and got caught up on legal documents that needed careful attention.

Now, after having a bit of supper, I will most likely take a very long bath. Then set the alarm so I don't miss the taxi cab in the morning.

Summer, in our universe, begins tomorrow. :stillheart:

Definately a Regular Folk here! : ) I work full time on the second shift, so don't get home till around midnight. Let dogs out, make sure my spouse has eaten and taken her meds, hang out with her and our dogs watching tv, playing on my phone, reading, etc for a few hours. Mornings if she doesn't have doctor or therapy appts, it's cooking, cleaning, laundry, helping her with her am care, playing with my dogs before work. If I can fit in a little ME time, great. If not, I meditate on my 45 minute commute to work, and again coming home. Days off depend on how she is feeling that particular day, whether she is up to going out. We love the beach and I push her wheelchair on the boardwalk any time she is willing to go, hang out with friends sometimes, I work in the yard. Kinda boring I guess compared to how active we were before she got sick. But hey, we make the best of what we got and we are happy, so that's all that matters.

What makes me regular folk:

I grew up raised by a single parent - latch-key kid who could have done so much worse than I did, if I had only known the options. :|

The best day each week was grocery store day. Why? Because then you got goodies/snacks that would last about 2 days, but boy were those 2 days awesome. :eatinghersheybar:

I don't get Christmas cards from the White House.

I smile sweetly, knowingly, when I see an elderly person in the store, having reached an age that I have the beginning of a revelation of what I am headed towards, getting closer and closer as each day passes. The loneliness, the worry, the fear, the confusion of the ever changing world around them. It truly breaks my heart. And I know for every 1 I see, there are hundreds, probably thousands, who are stuck at home, immobile, unable to make a trip to the store.

I eat peanut butter and banana sammiches. I eat cold pizza.

I join the morning coffee train every day. Otherwise, I'm not sure I would move at all. I don't buy gourmet coffee.

I work, I do laundry, I clean house, I walk the dog, clean the cat box.

I wait my turn in line.

I have socks with holes in them. I'm ok with that. I could darn them, if I could do it neater than a 5 year old with a playskool knitting kit. They are warn in, comfy friends. I'll wear them until my foot slides through them.

this regular folk worked hard all my life ~ see I got boo-boo's

I have always been a creature of habit and routine. It's what made me feel stable and productive. It was how I accomplished goals, fix the habit, fix the problem. That kind of thing.

A year and a half ago my world and all of my established routines went away and it's been a steady stream of getting knocked this way and that by circumstances ever since.

While I've learned a lot about managing chaos, I sure do read about peoples steady routines with envy now.

Here's to the regular folks!

Yeah, I can't stand unorganized and cluttered stuff. I'm in the midst of doing some cleaning up at a junk yard I'm helping to organize right now for some cashola. Man, this stuff is a complete mess around there. I do NOT understand how anyone could run a business that you don't have a computerized inventory of parts, cars, etc. and having parts laying all around and trash in the office area where customers come in. OMFG, it's going to be a nightmare getting the bossman to get his act together and make room for me some shelves in the shop so I can organize stuff and tag it so we can find it all. It's going to be a long while before its all said and done. UGH

I guess I'm just regular folk because I;'m down to earth! I don't put on airs or feel I'm better than anyone else! I always try to treat others as I'd like to be treated. I pay my bills and I pay taxes IF I owe them!

update!

my regular is

• just Dix and me
• enjoying the smallest space i have ever lived in
• working m-f 40 hours
• dating
• paying the bills
• long walks

Regular folks
 

I think many folks would find my adult life boring or even too demanding.

As a professional scientist I work long hours and travel often. My work is usually Monday-Friday with some travel overlap during the weekend.

I own a small ranch (called a ranchette in Texas). The house and land require constant work so I can be found clearing brush, mowing, or cleaning house in my spare time.

I hang out with family and friends when I can find the time.

I cook all my own food unless I am traveling and have to eat out. I rarely eat fast food.

My daily happiness comes from my home and my two kitties. I am loved and respected by my friends and family.

I am so normal that a friend of 30 years nicknamed me "Ward" many decades ago. Ward as in Leave it to Beaver's dad. Haha!

:cowboy:

"ranchette"? That sounds a little girlish.........:giggle:

Haha! Yes it does but that is the saying for ranches under 40 acres. :)