Nothing is designed for left-handed people
In five minutes I found these things in our house which are hard for southpaws to use:
This made me try a bunch of different things with my left hand. I already eat with my cutlery the left-handed way, thanks to liberal parents who let me decide which way round I wanted to hold the knife and fork as a child, without telling me that people would look askance at me in restaurants for the rest of my life.
Some things I found especially difficult were using a mouse, writing and greeting the old chap.
Writing my with left hand
I wrote a full side of A4 (in an upside down spiral-bound notebook, there's another one!) each day with my left hand, and after a couple of weeks there was a real improvement. Here's my progress.
Both hands at once
There are some interesting Youtube videos of people writing with both hands at the same time (normal as well as mirrored), a woman who writes with her hands and feet at the same time and even a woman writing with both hands in different languages.
There's always someone more hardcore than you.
So how did I do? The introduction at the top of the page was written with my left hand. Did you work it out?
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Hi I'm Mat and I'm addicted to new hobbies. I used to think this was a bad thing but now I'm embracing it.
Writing them all up in this blog encourages me to finish projects, and helps me keep track of which ones I've tried.
Maybe I'm a bit of a masochist, but I like experimenting on myself...
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