Understanding the difference between a put and a call. Painting at this point in my life. Walking up and down stairs when my arthritic knee is acting out. Having more patience than judgement - need more of the first and less of the latter. Painting my toenails.
I am totally and absolutely tone deaf. I didn’t know that “Twinkle Twinkle Little Star” and the “ABC Song” were actually the same tune until I was almost 50.
I’m terrible at lying… or am I? 
I can do Port and starboard but not right and left. If I just had a dime for every “your other left”…
One funny moment was when I was riding with a friend and asked “do I go right or left?” She just pointed the direction. Good friend!
Pretty much all of the above.
But I’m terrific at spending time online that could be better used to practice singing, baking, dodgeball, pancake flipping, or drawing.
Brain surgery. Bobsledding. Bronze casting. Tight-rope walking. Polo. Winning the lottery. And the list goes on…
I think I might be able to do brain surgery!
Any volunteers?
I posted too early. Now I feel better because I am good at some of the things the rest of you are bad at. LOL.
And I think bobsled would be fun. I just need the virtual reality version.
penmanship
Oh good one - I have the world’s worst handwritten - nobody can read anything if I write it out - sometimes I can’t even read what I wrote!
My dad claimed I wouldn’t be able to read his handwriting. But I reminded him that I had training in that since I’m a pharmacist. It’s one of my secret powers.
lighting matches, and using keys. I need a dozen tries to do either. On the other hand, I make a mean cheesecake and can tap dance, so there’s that 
I’m pretty much tone deaf, my children fortunately inherited my husbands talent there. I have never had any speed or upper body strength. My HS PE teacher was the gymnastics coach (a little fireplug of a lady) and she was frustrated that I couldn’t do even the basics on the parallel bars.
I freeze up and get strangely dry mouthed when addressing adults, but I can talk to kids for hours.
My art talent is limited to painting walls and woodwork (which I’m pretty good at).
Can I really be the first person in 5 pages to mention photography? My photos are world-record-level bad. I’m also not so great at accessorizing/styling, so you can imagine what my Poshmark account looks like.
Also, any athletic endeavor other than swimming or walking.
Oh I forgot one, running any TV in our house. There are so many darned clickers and you have to do everything in a certain order. I’ve said it before, if my husband dies, I will never be able to watch TV again!
So where were all of you fellow uncoordinated people when my high school P.E. Teacher “Sue Sylvester” was making fun of me? I could have used the backup. My revenge is that I now practice yoga and am a running coach.
I am fantastically bad at a lot of things including:
Driving (genetic trait)
Recognizing faces (though I am good at names- just can’t match them up).
Cooking (because I don’t care enough)
Shuffling cards ( the people in my euchre group are too nice to call me out on it)
Physics (passed in college b/c the professor wouldn’t fail a Senior)
Houseplants - I’m fine with an outside garden, although didn’t really enjoy it when I had a house and prefer to just look at gardens that others maintain. But I cannot keep a houseplant alive. I have none right now. D2 has inherited this trait.
Chemistry - Got a C in HS and college. I feel like I SHOULD be able to do it. I find it somewhat interesting, and I’m good at math. I sometimes think I will take it again when I retire just to prove to myself that I can do it.
Dancing - Even took some swing classes last year. Just… not my thing, I guess. I wish it was. But it isn’t.
Any math beyond geometry was really difficult for me. Keeping my house as neat and clean as all my friends. Painting my finger and toenails.
Singing - apparently I’m cringe-worthy, according to my family.
Dancing - I have absolutely no rhythm, but at least I know it.
Artistic ability - my mother was an artist, and one daughter is on her way, but I clearly passed on a gene without benefitting from it.