The way my brain is wired

(This piece was written while I was still doing the TDVL course. I had saved it in 'Drafts' and forgotten all about it. Just in case you are reading and wondering why I refer to the course as though it is ongoing, you'll understand why. I have since completed the course.)


Attending the TDVL course and being able to go home to discuss it with hubs because he has already attained his, made the both of us realise something. Not that we didn't already know but it emphasized how different both our brains are wired.

Of the two, I am the more organised one. Even if you see a mess (which I am fully capable of), it is an organised mess and I know exactly where my things are. The rest of the family must silently appreciate it because they come to me for simple things like a nail clipper, a ear digger  a decent pair of scissors and well an assortment of stationery. By the way, yes, horrors, Asians have a clever thing they use to poke into their ears and it's not a cotton bud. We've been doing it for ages and we're still not deaf. It goes without saying that you will grow the art of ear digging once you do it often enough. LOL. I saw some Westerners trying to fashion a paperclip into something they could dig their ears with. Poor things! It's like a dollar something for 3 sticks in Singapore, if you ever come. LOL.

Anyway, why? Why do they come to me when they have already their own 'equipment'? Simple. They can never find theirs. I can't count the number of times I have bought them their own personal ear diggers (luckily they come cheap). Instead, they'll come to look for me when they need some ear pampering. The girl is a super expert at misplacing her. Hubs is worse. Look, we're not crazy over ear diggers. I'm just giving you an example of items they come to me for. If they do use mine, I will usually give it a good and thorough cleaning first! The way I am going on about ear diggers, I'm not sure if this post should be called 'The way my brain is wired' or 'Asian ear diggers'. Haha.

Hubs has a very relaxed attitude about generally everything. Very little fazes him except when his wife is late. Yep, that irks him no end. He is very punctual. In fact, he likes being early.

Anyhoo, I gave hubs some examples of bad English I had heard in class. I was very irked by it because the contextual meaning was lost on me. Hubs heard the badly phrased English question and understood it immediately. We both laughed about it because he thinks I think too much and too deep whereas he thinks so shallowly that the badly phrased question posed no issue to him!

I told him I couldn't take it that the topics covered jumped all over the place and were not in tandem with the sequence of the printed notes. Within a single module, there was no consistent sequence. Hubby's retort? "Why? Okay, what. Ha ha ha". (him laughing not me). I was not amused.

He said he had already thrown away or misplaced his course materials. He was so relaxed about it and he has passed his tests. Sigh. I am afraid because I need sequence and logic in what I absorb (I find it hard to absorb a badly constructed syllabus), that I am going to remember nothing and that I am going to fail. Aiyoh. This week, we start routes. Hubs found this tough. Hopefully (and I am really hopeful), it's cos his carefree, free range mind cannot take a more rigid set of routes and mine will. Hopefully. We will see. (Heard many people failed this particular module several times).

Anyhow, this is what I wanted to say. Not sure how 2 people with such different types of brain wiring could end up falling in love but hey, we did and we're still in love so I guess it doesn't really matter, does it?