Why I Can't Leave My Bucket Of Water Outside!

Let me start with something simple: I cannot leave my bucket of water outside.Why?

Because… what if someone poisons it?

I know, I know.... logically, no one is going to poison my water. But my brain doesn’t care about logic. My brain is about: “What if? What if? What if?”

And then my brain immediately jumps to the next level:

“What if they pour that seed… is it poison ivy now? …the one that makes your body itch seriously… into my water?”

I mean… I haven’t offended anybody. Not that I know of. But then my brain is like:

“What if they meant it for someone else and mistook my bucket for theirs?”

“Or… what if someone just carries my bucket away? Steals it? Technically?”

At this point, I’m checking everyone’s pots, double-checking my own bucket, and questioning my life choices.... all while everyone is asleep and it’s midnight...😂

What inspired this blog?

Funny thing...it's not the bucket of water.

It’s 12 a.m., I’m in my room, and there’s a wall gecko chilling on the ceiling. Yes, just hanging there like it owns the place.😒

And my brain immediately goes:

“What if it enters the stew?”

“What if it falls into someone’s pot while we're sleeping?”

Of course, I can’t just let it be. So here I am, double-checking that everyone’s pots are closed...while they’re sleeping...

And yes… I know. It’s midnight. I’m not asleep. Don’t ask me why. Don’t ask me why my brain works like this. Welcome to my life, welcome to my tiny catastrophes🤗...or what's the English again?

Some things I’ve learned about myself from this bucket/ wall gecko situation...

1. I overthink everything.

Laundry? What if it gets stolen?

Food in the fridge? What if someone eats it without asking?

Shoes? What if someone confuses them for theirs?

Even my own bucket? What if someone poisons it or carries it away?

Honestly, sometimes I catch myself overthinking things so much I laugh at how ridiculous I am. Then I immediately think, “No, what if it’s actually happening right now?” 🤔

2. I’m secretly a survival expert...(or so I think😭😂)

Because when you imagine all the tiny disasters that could happen, you start preparing for them.

My bucket stays inside.

My pots are closed.

My foodstuffs stored well.

My bed isn't close to the socket...I mean what if it sparks?

I'm not sitting directly under the fan..I mean what if it falls?

My shoes aren’t left outside… I mean, what if someone trips over them and blames me?

I take my hair remnants home to dispose...I mean what if they use it for juju😭...

I check my covered shoes… I mean, what if there’s a scorpion in there? 

My bag is zipped, labeled, and sometimes even locked. My bed has my name written all over it!😭😂

It’s like a tiny hostel fortress... just me versus the world, and well... yes, the geckos too.

3. I notice things other people don’t.

I’m talking to someone, and my brain immediately goes all:

“Did I just say something weird?”

“Am I coming off the wrong way?”

“Won’t I say something bad or insulting and ruin the whole conversation?”

Or...

Someone glances at me funny? My brain immediately runs a 10-step analysis:

Did I wear my shirt weird?

Is my bag slouching the wrong way?

Did my hair betray me?

Yes, it sounds dramatic. But it also means I’m always mentally prepared… for almost nothing, sometimes, but still prepared.

4. Life is funnier when you overthink.

Sure, people might call it pessimism. Others might call it anxiety. I think I'll call it… hostel survival mode or just survival mode!

Because my brain doesn’t stop at “what if someone poisons my bucket of water?”

It moves on to:

What if my water tastes funny tomorrow?

What if the bucket disappears?

What if a gecko falls into someone’s stew?

And when none of that happens? Victory. Sweet, silent victory.

So yes. My bucket stays inside.

And yes, if someone tries anything… I already saw it coming.

And honestly? I love this about myself.

Because while people are worrying about those problems, I already expected them...I’m mastering tiny, hilarious catastrophes.. and surviving them all.

Maybe one day I’ll trust the outside world enough to leave my bucket of water there..🫠

Maybe I’ll stop imagining geckos in everyone’s stew.

But probably not.

And that’s totally fine. 😌

Anyway that's me rambling again...and I really hope you got what I was trying to say 😂