When I say I don't want the last bite of cheesecake I am, in fact, always lying...but mostly to myself.
I'm a bad neighbor...i don't pick up willow's "business" every time. In fact, i probably only get it about 50% of the time and most of the time that's only when someone is watching.
I spend $30 dollars a month for a gym membership and have gone 4 times in the last 2 months. Let's hear it for $15 workouts.
I only clean my bathroom when I know for a fact someone is going to see it other than me and Josh.
I have plenty of money, but i'm constantly looking for pennies on the ground.
My dog hasn't been bathed in over a month.
Sometimes when I write music (which hasn't been a lot lately) i'm so crippled by fear that I won't play it for anyone, even my husband.
I don't change my contact lenses every month. It's more like once every two months and I will most likely get an eye infection at some point because of this laziness.
I haven't been to the dentist in over a year. And before that I hadn't been in over 4 years.
I text and even occasionally play solitaire while on the John.
Sometimes I rewash clothes up to 3 times before they make it to the dryer because they sat in the washer to long and started to smell moldy.
If I could eat only cheese all day, everyday, I would.
Sometimes I want to blog about work, but i've been told that's a really bad idea so a large part of my life and experiences are held back from being shared due to fear.
I fear mediocrity.
I regret not being in the musical or opera my Senior year of college.
Sometimes I can't go to sleep or relax in my house knowing my kitchen is messy.
I have a big head about my homemade popcorn making skills.
I fear being a mom, but being a mom is one of my greatest desires.
I miss Columbus, but mostly I miss the people that are there and sometimes I pray that they will just move to Nashville.
I'm on the verge of not being able to fit in "normal" sizes anymore and it makes me want to cry.
When I voted in the primaries earlier this year I did very little research and picked some candidates because I liked their name or because they were women.
I daydream about being able to worship as my full-time job, but wonder if that's a selfish ambition and struggle with whether or not it's bad to be paid for worshipping.
I LOVE the Buckeyes, but most years I know nothing about our players, record, rank, etc.
I've lost touch with many friends over the years because i'm a horrible phone person and rarely call people back when they leave me a voicemail even though I genuinely wish i was a part of their life.
I know i'm really blessed in my life but i struggle with being content all the time.