Every once in a while, you just have to laugh at yourself. Because that's true, today I am confessing one of my biggest streaks of insanity: I have a hard time leaving the house when I'm by myself.
My grandpa has this saying, "Never Go Back."
It usually applies to things like getting lost while driving--he never turns around and goes back, he just keeps going. It's not necessarily the most helpful saying in life, but at least it creates a consistent pattern of behavior.
I've learned that I have to use it when I leave the house by myself. Because, for no apparent reason, when I'm faced with the task of leaving the house all by myself, my usually perfectly sensible brain falls off the table of sensibility and starts to question everything, even life itself.
Is my hair straightener still on? Better go back and check.
(Never mind that the last time I straightened my hair was last week.)
I wonder if I accidentally left the stove on....wouldn't want to burn the apartment complex down...it'll only take a second to take a look at the stove....
(And the last time I cooked was 5 hours ago and surely I would have noticed the flames by now if I really left the stove on for five hours....)
Did I actually lock the door, or am I just imagining things? Better go and pull on the padlock to make sure it actually engaged.
Did I leave a load of laundry in the washing machine? Oh man, I'm going to have to wash it all over again if it doesn't get hung up right away...
Do I even have my wallet and house keys with me? Did I lock myself out?
(I can't lock myself out...the locks require keys to lock them...)
Where am I going again?
Did I turn the lights and fans off? I don't want to waste electricity...maybe if I just peek under the door I'll be able to see if the lights are on or not....
Am I absolutely sure I have everything I'm going to need? What if I want a book to read while I'm out? It wouldn't take any time to grab one...
I've learned to, instead of heeding all of these insane thoughts, grit my teeth and get on the elevator and not give into the temptation to rattle the lock just one more time to make sure the house is really, really, really locked. "Never Go Back."
Does this happen to anyone else, or am I all alone on this one? Whenever Angel and I leave the house together, I don't experience this at all. I guess I just figure that at least then I'm not totally alone in my responsibility to protect all of our earthly possessions, since it's a joint operation.
Is there any time when you second-guess yourself, nearly to the point of insanity? What do you do about it? Do you adopt the same "Never Go Back" motto that I employ?