A quick response to week forty five in wake up (why wait to tell a story?)
It doesn’t happen very often in ‘wake up’, that moment when I see/read a challenge and realise I won’t be able to complete it no matter what I do. After seeing this week's challenge there's no point in delaying my blog because my gut reaction is I'm unable to complete it. This week’s challenge was to tell someone an untold story about yourself that you’ve never told before.
My problem is I’m an open book. Ask anyone who knows me, ask me any question and I’ll tell you the answer without thinking twice. When someone mentions anything and I think of a connection I tell them the connection. I can’t help myself. As I’ve said before I’ve always had too much to say. I have no secrets however I can keep other peoples secrets.
Once again not being able to complete the challenge or find something new about me just shone light on something already about me that is positive. So I say, “Yeah-yeah!” I’m happy to be an open book and will continue to be so.
Not satisfied? Don’t really believe me? Think I’m being economical with the truth? Oh, okay just to prove a point, today Thursday the 27th October I went to my doctors to discuss a prostate examination. This was due to my age and other things including Sarah nagging me to have one for the last six years. The thought of an examination was mortifying, truly, truly mortifying. As it turned out the chat did not turn into an examination and the doctor was convinced I didn’t need one unless I wanted one. I declined the offer and when I left the surgery I think we were both happy I didn’t have to have one. He advised a blood test at some stage but said there was no need to rush to have one (I love this doctor, he's better than Dr Who).
I bet you never thought you’d be reading that did you?
I told you I couldn’t complete the challenge because I’m an open book.
Untold story? Sorry, I don’t think I’ve got one.