Here are my things. I don't think you know them. A little delayed-but I figured the threat deadline of 7 days was weak. I knew I had until New Year's before I was truly shunned.
1. I am completely afraid of the primary care physician. I will gladly pay a visit every year to the allergist, gynecologist, dermatologist, dentist- no problem. I don't mind these various doctors taking a look at various pieces of me, but the thought of someone measuring me up in total seems entirely too invasive. I have avoided a primary care visit since 2004 when I returned from Thailand. And that was just to make sure I wasn't carrying some deadly Asian bird flu. And my mom made me.
2. I typically wait until sweaters and shirts I own actually get holes in them before I'll let myself buy new clothes.
3.When I was little, and I would get the rare treat of McDonald's, I would never be allowed to get fries AND a milkshake. I had to choose one or the other. I still adhere to this rule today at 27.
4. I am at my happiest when I am dreadfully busy. Although, I spend an inordinate amount of time trying to plan my life so I am balanced and stress free. Seems counter intuitive I suppose.
5. I hate, loathe, despise inefficiency. Like if husband and I are doing errands, and we need a sponge, and we're at Target and we forget the sponge and have to go back- I literally almost lose it. It's a bad trait. I wish I could be more flexible. I'm learning.
6. Girl M- I sit down too.
7. I am often so concerned we won't have the money to pay the bills when we need it, that I tend to pay them before their due date. Just in case.
8. I negotiate with myself at least a dozen times a day. And I'm a tough opponent. I took a masters class in it once. Like, 'if you eat that cookie, you have to go for a run.' 'I'll go for a jog.' 'No, a run.' 'Ok I'll only eat half the cookie, and then jog.' 'Deal.'
9. I want a kid or kids, but I often have worries I'm too selfish. Like, when a 3 year old is throwing a legit tantrum on metro or in a restaurant, I have restraint problems. I feel like I'm going to explore. I am secretly terrified I don't have what it takes to be a good mother.
10. I'm a weenie and hate scary movies, which you may know. But it's more because I am afraid of what I'll dream.
Girl J-- you're up to bat.
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