Numbers

Numbers are not my friends!

I finally admit it.  I have never been good with numbers and I have little interest in them.  

Tell me something about a population, or a price, or a percentage, or a calendar date - and it's in one ear and out the other.  

I have beaten myself up about it for years.  I have not been able to figure out why my brain just doesn't store numbers and then recall them when needed.  But, it doesn't.   It's a secret I have had for a long time…but now, I'm shouting out loud "I can't remember numbers!!"   Aw, that's freeing… to let people finally know.  I'm coming out of the mathematics closet!

Now, I can add, subtract, multiply, and divide….with pencil and paper.  Thankfully I can survive enough in this world with the number knowledge I have.

But, beyond that I can not keep track of numbers.  Ask me what I spent at the grocery store yesterday.  I don't know.  Ask me how much the fence bid I recently got is.  I don't know.  Ask me what channel in HD my favorite shows are on.  I don't know.

I am left-handed, which makes me right-brained, and I think it is the creative side/the artistic side of the brain.  Right?  So, I have always enjoyed visual things, and hearing music. I love doing crafts and enjoy the beauty of nature.  I play music (not as well as I'd like) and I love listening (deeply) to the instruments of music and into lyrics.   I do excel in the artistic - but I also know I'm no genius of the arts.  But it's what I prefer, and it's what brings me happiness.

Numbers - not so much.    So, I apologize to family and friends when I get a date wrong.  It happens frequently.  I apologize for mis-speaking on something I heard on the news with numbers.  I don't mean to "lie" about it.  I just don't retain numbers.  

As Popeye said "I yam who I yam" and that's all I yam.

I accept myself as I am - and I'm not about numbers!

(Next week…  my blog about not remembering names!  ha!!! )