It’s been recently pointed out that perhaps I shouldn’t be so “honest” when I put a facebook status out there because it makes me look like a jerk if I don’t follow through.
Well, what could I possibly say to that – it’s MY status I can say what I want, when I want, blah.blah.blah.
It makes me wonder too, why people even care what i say, or if I say for example that I am “breaking up with sugar” and I only last a week – it’s the truth and something I struggle with. I guess I wasn’t aware that there are some people that are emotionally affected by my status updates. But here’s the thing, I have spent a good portion of my life caring what others think about me and I’m exhausted by it. Down right could crawl up in a ball and go to sleep exhausted by it.
I’m a work in progress. I’m 99.9% sure I will always be a work in progress. You can’t please them all. I wasn’t put on this earth to please them all – now don’t get me wrong, I do agree that I say I’m going to do something and I don’t stick with it. Not all the time, but a lot of the time – and it’s usually based on things pertaining to moi. But that truly is my struggle – the follow through. Maybe I don’t think enough about myself to relish in the victory of success. But for whatever reason I guess it’s a part of me. Death and taxes will always be - here are some other things too:
v Change is good
v One day at a time only works one day at a time
v Keep it to yourself
v I love my girl more than anything else in the world
v Photography feeds my soul
v I live for books that you can’t put down
v Carly Simon will always be my fav
v I struggle with my weight, with exercise, with putting one foot in front of the other
v I’m never happy with my hair
v I regret not continuing my college education
v I regret quitting piano
v And while we’re on the regret path – I regret quitting ballet
v I love Boston and had the best time of my life living there, but I wish I chose NYC instead
v Mean people suck
v I’m addicted to sugar
v I miss my house
v I love the ocean but I hate going to the beach
v My mother told me “I could do whatever the hell I want to do” and I will
v I will no longer care what you think about me
v I love meeting new people
v My closet is very unorganized, so are my drawers and so is my filing cabinet, ok… my entire house is unorganized
v I have a hard time following through on anything for me
v I give good advice. I don’t listen to my own.
v I miss my mom. I will always miss my mom and if you don’t like it. Tough.
v I watch reality tv. There I said it.
v I mean well
v I genuinely care about a lot of people and I genuinely dislike a lot of people too
v I never finish my to do list
v I still can’t fit into my jeans
v I complain a lot about not fitting into my jeans
v I’ll keep you posted on not fitting into my jeans
v I have an incredibly generous family
v I love to laugh
v I’m pretty much stuck in the 80’s when it comes to music
v I hate my couch
v I don’t have a green thumb
v I have a stack of domino magazines that I will never throw out
v I have a lot of changes that I need to make
v Oh and I’m breaking up with sugar again. You better alert the media, stop the presses, put it on your facebook status – judge me when I fail because it makes me feel so good.
v I don’t care