I can't remember how old I was when I got my first watch. I was probably too old as a part of me has always been obsessed with knowing what time it was. What I do remember was that I put the watch on my right wrist. I figured that since I used my right hand for most things, I figured that's where my watch would go.

Eventually Dad noticed and informed me that right handers put their watch on their left wrist and vice-versa so that the watch doesn't get in the way of activity with our preferred shoulder-based appendage. So I reluctantly switched wrists and started putting my watch on the right correct wrist. For the longest time, I would look at the bare right wrist before looking at the left when trying to see what time it was.

My left wrist presently has a cut or sore on it. I'm not sure where I got it, but my watch's presense both aggravates it and is uncomfortable to me, so right now I'm wearing my watch on the right wrist, looking frequently at my bare left wrist.

To give you an idea of how fascinating my life is right now, I give you this post.