I've always thought it would've been really cool to be ambidexterous -- to be able to write proficiently with both hands. I mean, think of how useful that skill would be: during timed written essay tests, at the point where your dominant writing hands starts cramping up, you can switch hands; furthermore, if you should ever happen to lose one hand in a freak accident, you'd be no worse for the wear (well, you'd be slightly deformed, but at least you'd still be able to write and cut paper and such.)
Anyway, if you weren't aware, I am a lefty. However, I don't use my left hand for every activity -- I use forks and scissors with my right hand. (The scissor usage dates back to an incident in kindgergarten when I was still using my left hand to cut paper and accidentally cut the feet off of a paper cat -- and consequently had to stay inside for recess. Yes, I was traumatized. No, I haven't quite forgiven my kindgarten teacher for that quite yet.)
So I've decided to become ambidexterous. I'm not planning to take on writing anytime soon; my handwriting with my left hand is bad enough. So I figured I'd take baby steps.
As such, this evening I decided to try brushing my teeth with my right hand. Let me just say, it wasn't pretty -- and I wish I was joking when I say that my shoulder starting cramping halfway through the teeth-brushing procedure.
::sigh:: I'm so weaksauce.
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