When I am bored, I decide to do some stupid crap. Listen folks, I need to say here that I should NEVER be bored. My house is a disaster most days. There is always wash to do or kids to feed. There are always errands I could run...and by errands I mean going to Target.
But sometimes I get bored...and that means big trouble.
When I was 12, I think I cut my bangs because I was bored. NOT a good decision. I have naturally curly hair. Bangs are not a good idea.
I started painting my bedroom one day because I was bored. I was flipping out and dropping f-bombs left and right 7 hours later when it was still not done.
I got a hamster for a class pet because I was bored one day. It was my 3rd year of teaching and I rationalized that it would be great for my class to have the responsibility of caring for a class pet. That damn hamster lived over 4 years and ended up residing with us at my house after only being in my classroom for 2 years. The kids got over it real quick. RIP Freddy. You were a good little guy. But you smelled.
Just this morning I saw his cage in my attic. I got a little flicker of an idea in my mind like, "Awww wouldn't the girls like to go get a little hamster?" This was because I didn't have much going on today. See? Boredom almost landed us another stinky little pet to care for. And by "us", of course I mean ME. I would be the one cleaning out the urine covered bedding and I would probably get E. Coli or parvovirus or whatever disease it is that rodents carry (these statements are not backed up by any actual knowledge of veterinary medicine). But hamsters are rodents, right? They are cute rodents though, with their little ears and those little teeny tiny paws that hold food. Oh, and then they shove as much food as possible in their cheeks, which is flat out adorable.
Until I bite your finger with my sharp ass teeth?
BUT...they carry disease I think. And they stink. Plus, the kids would lose interest after about 4 1/2 days and I would be stuck caring for another pet. All because of boredom.
I don't have any cure for this self-diagnosed illness that I have called "Boredom Induced Impulsiveness". I can be as busy as I want to be with my 3 girls. But sometimes I let the boredom sneak in and it takes over.
Stay tuned for more of me and my not so great decisions. I'm sure that there are many in my future.