I realized about 3:30 am (I am not a very good sleeper) that I had misspelled (or mispelt :) berserk on yesterday's entry. I couldn't run to the computer and account for it at that time of the morning because it would awaken my husband. Not that I wouldn't have loved to but, the light streaming from under the computer room door into our bedroom wouldn't have been terribly thoughtful on my part SO, I waited... Not easy to do, especially when I know I have done something incorrectly-and the fact that it was spelling? YIKES!
Me, a writer, and I spelled something wrong and then posted it?! What WAS I thinking? I have always been great with spelling; it is one of those things that comes naturally to me. I pride myself on it because I have a bit of a deficit in my math abilities. Without a calculator, or my (only) ten fingers, I would be lost... But the biggest reason is-I just don't like it.
That particular side of my brain sports a motto: Numbers? Science? No thank you...
The favorite side of my brain boasts: Arts? Letters? You betcha!
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