You are all better people than me if not breaking stuff is the standard. LOL. I can't imagine ever NOT dropping something.
I might've dropped the ring at my wedding (the second one) but I definitely fumbled with it. Can't remember, that was the wedding I was actually nervous for and in the
sense of, "I'm gonna change my name this time because I want to, and not just because it's too much work and I am going to have to change it back anyway."
I suppose I like to think I approach life with a certain amount of verve and gusto and etc., but lets face it, it's also super destructive. I mean, I get used to it. Took the husband awhile to get used to it. Like, especially before my ADHD was identified. One time, I balanced probably 2.5 gallons of pecan pie filling-ish stuff that needed to be rendered down, in this large glass mixing bowl. I balanced it on a very small thing. It didn't have a lid or cling wrap even.
The husband was not happy. LOL. In fact, when I DID get medicated he was all mournful and like, "Have I been nagging you too much honey?" And I was like: "What's that now?" and he was like, "Um it's just you have been screwing on lids and stuff and now I'm worried." LOL.
Things are way better. Except my car. My care is the last bastion of my ADHD and I give it free reign. I gotta have a "place."
I want some sort of see through titanium glass product to be developed. Although I have proved that titanium is no match for ME, apparently, so maybe not.
I really like plastic, I always have, I don't care about it's trashy qualities, I think it's an excellent substance and I use it all the times I can. The husband bought me some washable plastic dinner settings and whatnot. I was supremely grateful.
Anna