Something you always think "What if..." about
Oof. Here's the thing: I try very hard not to think "What if..." about anything in the past. No good can come from it. Sure, it's important to learn from the past and our mistakes. But ruminating on regrets isn't productive and I do my best not to get bogged down with what might have been.
I wrote a post (and a follow-up) five years ago based on a Donald Miller post, encouraging us to think "What if..." in terms of positive changes we could make in our own lives. I do think that's a productive form of asking "What if" that can lead to good things (such as actually following through on getting my master's degree) so you could go and read about it there.
I think for now, we'll just return to the stated purpose of this website, namely that we all laugh at me and my ineptitude. Today, Raj and I went kayaking. I wear some ridiculous blue gardening gloves because they're grippy and my paddle is metal and otherwise gives me blisters. I've always been a little bit worried about tan lines, especially when I was wearing the gloves for dragon boat practice three times a week, but it's never been an issue. You know, until now. Today, I'm thinking "What if, instead of just putting the sunscreen on my shoulders, I'd continued all the way down my arms?"
Raj points out that we've got a formal event this Friday, so it's fitting that I'll appear to be wearing white gloves. Klassy as usual.
We've only made it out kayaking three times so far this year, partly because I was gone so much of the summer and partly because pretty much every weekend we've been home, the forecast has been scattered thunderstorms. Over Independence Day weekend, we went once to the river where I had dragonboat practice and the next day to an island off the coast of Okinawa.
On the way home, we got a flat tire.
Today we agreed before setting out: no flat tires today. We drove to White Beach, a Navy base on the other side of the island, unloaded the kayaks onto the boat ramp, and then Raj parked his car in the lot a short distance away. We kayaked around for a while, enjoyed the beautiful weather, watched schools of tiny fish skip along the top of the water, then headed back. Raj went and got his car, parked near the ramp, we loaded up the kayaks and went to head home. Except when he turned the key, nothing happened. We forgot to agree ahead of time about no dead batteries.
I took this while waiting for Raj to find someone to come and jump start his car. Then, for the second time, rather than stop off for lunch on the way home from kayaking we proceeded directly to Typhoon Motors. So I guess I'm also wondering what if the currymobile has some sort of problem with us kayaking and will only continue to find new ways to break down any time we go. Also, probably more pertinent: what if I got some tape for my paddle so I could stop wearing gloves and getting stupid tan lines? What if I finally learned that I am pasty and the sunscreen needs to go EVERYWHERE?
But then what would I post about?