I Didn't Do It

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Last week, I did not average four to five hours of sleep. I did not stay out too late almost every night last week.

I did not slip and fall on ice and badly hurt my knee ten feet away from my house.

I did not get lotion on my KitKat bar and proceed to eat it anyway after wiping it off.

I did not go onto Kohls.com on Friday morning at work and I did not proceed to look at bras out in the open where everyone could see what was on my computer screen. I did not realize that maybe I should not be looking at bras at work only when a male coworker walked by and glanced at my screen. (Luckily, he was too far away to really see what I had up there.)

I did not spend fifteen minutes at work writing down a bunch of "Not Me's" and then forget them at work.

I did not spend another fifteen minutes today looking for Bill, the facilities coordinator, to ask him if he ordered my tea in the last grocery stock-up order. I did not have the receptionist call him and the secretary, Lisa, who does the grocery shopping for my office, to find out.

Your turn! What did you not do?

Not Me!

I did not go into work forty-five minutes early and then proceed not to work for those forty-five minutes.

I did not go into work early today because I had nothing better to do.

I did not spend the majority of my day doing menial tasks--filing, indexing, etc. And I did not enjoy it greatly because it meant I was not working on the other project that I've been doing for the past two months.

I did not almost have about ten panic attacks/breakdowns in the middle of work last Tuesday and Wednesday because of a bombshell my boyfriend dropped on me.

I did not stick my hand into my cup of tea this afternoon because I was not paying attention, thinking it was the cup that contained the peanuts I was eating.

I did not manage not to get a paper cut today.

I did not spend two and half hours today staring at my computer, checking scanned, black and white documents.

I did not get up and go to the bathroom just so I could look at some color, even though that color in the bathroom is gray and white.

How about you? What did you not do today?

Who Me? Yes, You! Couldn't Be! Then Who?

After reading other people's "Not Me Monday" for a few months now, I have decided to try it out. Forgive me for not doing this on a Monday, though. Of course, you can read others here, here, and here . (The last one also has links to many, many more.) I promise that if I do this next week, it will be on Monday.

Last Monday, I did not get on the wrong platform for the train because the CTA changed tracks (again), and I did not stand there waiting like an idiot when everyone else on the platform got on the three trains that passed because they knew about the track change and I did not because I was sick the week they changed it.

I was not sucking my thumb this morning (because I got a paper cut) as I passed by the kitchen at work, and one of the equity partners did not look up and see me as I passed by, sucking my thumb. I did not stop, but continue walking, sucking on my thumb, only to pop it out to say "Good morning."

Every day, I do not make two copies of the part of the paper that contains the Word Jumble, Crossword Puzzle, and Sudoku from the paper, and I do no give one copy to a coworker.

We do not then proceed to race to see who can solve the Jumble first.

I do not constantly forget to water my plant so I therefore do not need to tape a post-it note to my monitor that says "Water plant!"

I do not water my plant with the water from the glass I use since that's when I remember to do so, and I don't feel like getting up and walking around the corner to the kitchen for a different cup and water.

I did not skip lunch today to go shopping because I needed some retail therapy. I was not starving by the time I finished, and I did not end up eating peanuts for lunch since I ran out of time because I shopped.

I do not purposely open up a bunch of different work documents and leave them up on my screen so that anyone who walked by and looked would think I was working, when instead, I was really doing something else.

I have not spent the last month and a half at work buried in boxes, binders, and in front of a copier/scanner/printer in the copy room. That copier/scanner/printer has not become my new best friend.

I do not go to the bathroom four to five times a day just to escape from my desk and work.

I did not come up with these and write them down throughout the day at work, when I should have been working.