When Common Sense Goes Awry 


Just when I think I’ve got my head screwed on right, I go and do something stupid to prove myself wrong. I’m typing with 9 fingers today. I still have the other one, luckily, but it’s all bandaged up and still hurting hours later (cue pity).

I’m not going to bore you with the dramatic story but remember that knives slip so don’t point them in your direction when trying to open something. They don’t care how confident you’re feeling. Knives are mean like that.

So now, back to common sense. Are we born with it? Do we learn it? Is it my mom’s fault that I don’t have enough (and is that why she’s the only one who thinks I am overflowing with it). I would like to think that we acquire it, and rapidly if we so desire. That’s my only hope.

I could venture out and insert the many research studies done proving common sense can be acquired but [against my better judgment, ha!], I will not.

Joyce Meyer says, “Many intelligent, sophisticated people lack wisdom and common sense.” Hmmm…I will take that as a compliment.