From the rest of the world, I try to keep it hidden. Doesn't always work. I write this blog for a start.
I think the crazy helps me to be good at my job. I am certainly in touch with my 'inner child'.
My sister is often horrified at my lack of shame. She would, I think, prefer me not to dance on the pavement outside her home. There are times my mother would prefer me not to sing 'The Kitty Tea Song' to her elderly cats let them know it is 6pm and their meal is about to be served. They are 16 and 17 year old and know this song so well, they will come running even at their advanced years, at the first few notes of my song.
I sing to magpies. I always did the 'Hello Mr Magpie' but my brother said that I said it such a way as the magpie would know I was not genuinely enquiring about his wellbeing as I sounded so disinterested. Now I have a tune.
Recently I was out with someone who I don't know that well and accidentally started to sing one of my many songs. Then it's out there and you cannot undo the crazy. You just have to hope the person will accept it as part of you and not offer you a nice white jacket which does up at the back. There are times when I know I should rein in the crazy and pretend I am sane and that I come from a sane family (my brother in law sings a lovely song about his cat's washing habits). There are other times I forget to.
I add an s onto the end of any silly, affectionate name I have for my cat or dog. Little Mans, Stink Dogs etc. I have large wooden letters on display as you would for your child, but mine spell out the names of my cat and dog.
When I go shopping, I will run and skid with the trolley every time, without fail.
I cartwheel and am proud that I can do it so well at my age.
I paint my nails all colours of the rainbow and sometimes each one a different colour.
I have a vast collection of Hello Kitty kitsch which is the envy of the seven year old girls in my class.
I wore fairy wings to work on my 30th birthday.
I co-invented Fakemas - and Snowga but then was devastated that some git in Canada had already used this name!
I could go on but I think I have probably shared enough of the crazy.
In our daily lives we are many things to many people. I am daughter, sister, teacher, colleague, friend, professional. We are good at keeping people in boxes and knowing how far our boundaries stretch with different groups. Sometimes, we lapse and let someone from the wrong group see the wrong side of us. It is important to judge when you can let go and be a little nuts, and when you should really rein in the crazy.
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