Six Random Things About Me

First, a quick acknowledgment to my sister, who did this first on her blog. Oh, and I wrote all the top five four days ago, but couldn't think of a sixth so didn't post. However, I finally thought of a sixth, so here you are...

1. I aim to cover my head full time, and have been doing so now for about six months. I use a wide headband sometimes, though, and for some reason I feel that’s almost cheating. Anyway, 1 Corinthians 11:1-15 is my basis for covering.

2. When I was very small, my favorite stuffed toy was a dog named Timmy after the dog in the famous five books. I still have this cuddly toy, though it does not now travel to relatives and on holiday with me.

3. I currently think that I would like to be a childminder when I grow up. This does not mean much, as it is merely the latest job in a list of several (and also it's not a very feasible job for me!). In the past, I have thought that I would like to be (in alphabetical order) a lawyer, secretary, teacher, or writer. Lawyer and teacher are definitely ruled out, though, because I don’t really want to go to university.

4. I don’t like the telephone. It is the most dreadful thing ever. It rings, and you have no clue who is on the other end; but if you pick up the phone, you have to speak to this random person. You phone someone, and you have no idea who’s going to pick up the phone or whether they want to speak to you. If something has to be said, letters are best. Failing that, face to face is good. But the phone? Not if I have to use it. Oh, and there are some people who I can phone and talk to on the phone perfectly happily. The problem, though, is that they all live with me.

5. I have a deep hatred of arriving at appointments, church services, and similar things late. Arriving at 3:28 when you’re supposed to be there at 3:30 is almost tragic, and arriving at 3:31 is so awful that one may as well slink off home and pretend that they never intended to turn up in the first place. I don’t know whether this has been bred or trained into me, though, because one of my parents also dislikes being late; however, I am a little more relaxed with friends—3:31 instead of 3:30 is not tragic, but 3:36 is.

6. I hate algebra but love geometry.