You know the words that you have to type out when you leave a comment on a blog. They always seem so close to real words. For some reason I find them hysterical, and think I need to post about this funny almost word...then I can never remember what the almost word was.
I find myself to be such a paradox. How can I expect anyone else to get me if I don't even get me?
Why do I think about myself so much? Does everyone do this? Note to self...think about other people more.
You know those posts that are 100 things about me (here we go with me again!). I don't even know if I know 100 things about me. I had trouble with the list of 25 I did for Facebook.
Why is Facebook so addictive? After a while you sort of get to know what certain people will write, so you don't even really need to read their posts, but, yet, I still do. Every day.
I have issues. No, literally. I have about 10 issues of my favorite magazines that I need to read. I am way behind. Probably because of Facebook.
Speaking of issues with magazines...I love recipes. Whenever I read a magazine that has a recipe I like I will rip it out. Then after a while I have a stack of ripped out magazine pages. I would say that I usually make about 10% of the recipes. Why do I do this to myself? Like I really need one more thing to organize?
I ran with Noah in the jogger to drop him off at the babysitter's. I loved the fact that I was doing two things at once. Who says multi-tasking isn't efficient? I've done this a few times, since the babysitter lives about 1/2 mile away. Since I'm just getting back into running these days, this is the perfect distance for now. The problem is that I have to push the empty stroller back home. Without fail, someone always asks me where the baby is. For some reason, I don't think that is funny at all.
I always wait way too long to go to the bathroom. Why is that? It's kind of an important thing, and when I wait it certainly isn't comfortable. It really doesn't take that long to do, and I always feel better after. It really just doesn't make sense to wait, yet I do almost every single time.
I love to see people making healthy choices when it comes to food. I also judge people that don't make healthy choices. Why do I care so much about what other people do?
I am definitely a morning exerciser. The problem is on the mornings I have to work I can't get up early enough to get my workouts in, so I put them off until the evening and then they are terrible. I even skipped Masters Swim on Monday night because I was so tired. Tonight I slogged through 45 minutes on the trainer, but it wasn't pretty. I've got to come up with a better plan.
I just spent about an hour putting in the number of minutes read by each child in the 2nd and 3rd grade at my son's school last week. I saved after every class, and now, for the life of me, I can't find the completed spreadsheet, so I will have to do it again! I'm a smart person. Why are some things so hard for me?