Reality

There has been talk in blogger land lately about 'Reality' well here I am...

I lose my cool far too much and get upset at little things like pencil shavings on the floor.

I make my kids wash their feet when they come in from playing outside barefoot.

I am obsessed with clean floors. (read above) Dust doesn't bother me as much.

When my husband calls and says he is going to be late, I will pull out a box of Annies Mac & Cheese or scramble up some eggs and call it dinner. We had vegetables at lunch, right?

I am indecisive when shopping. I will pick up an item, knowing full well I probably won't buy it, then put it back in a totally new location when I decide I don't need it.

I waste far too much $ on mascara. Some women like lipstick, I like mascara. This is my current stash.

I love candy. I have a huge sweet tooth. The Jelly Belly's are hidden behind the crackers in the cupboard.

I buy in bulk, but only the important things like 5# of Popcorn Jelly Belly's.

I am seriously considering breast feeding Ashlynn until she's 10. I've never been so...er... blessed on the top half.

I don't discuss things that I should with my husband. I tend to shove it down as opposed to bring it up. I don't like conflict.

I wear a shirt with our business logo on it almost every day. I have a at least 7 different colors.

I have 3 pairs of my favorite jean. I bought them off Ebay after I wore holes in my original pair because the style wasn't being made anymore. Remember, I buy in bulk :)

I like to have a plan and I don't like to change my plan, unless it is me changing the plan.

I am afraid of relationships. When I get too close to someone, I back way off.

I have a list. Sometimes I add things to my list I've already done just so I can cross something off.

I sometimes forget why I grounded my child from a specific thing like the computer or TV.

I like organization. I really like organization. Disorganization causes the grumpies in me.

I am really more of a people person than I will allow myself to be.

I check email way too often.

I don't like shopping with people. I think it's awkward.

I am still holding on to childhood grudges with a few family members.

I live to eat ice cream at night, for some reason I think I deserve it.

Well there you have it, far more than you ever wanted to know.
Go ahead you may laugh!
But please have patience with me, as I work on my quirks. I am a work in progress.

How about you? Are you daring enough to share?