It’s Friday and it’s been a very long time since I did any sort of confessions-style post for this blog. I’ve done childhood confessions and bookish confessions, but not any sort of good, old-fashioned regular confessions since 2011. So here are my confessions for today: some of which are silly and some that leave me feeling a bit vulnerable.
- I never listen to the radio, so I never know what’s popular right now. Sometimes, I’ll scroll through the “United States Top 50” chart on Spotify so I can see what’s trending right now and feel a little more “in the know,” but eh. Podcasts > music.
- It feels a bit terrible to contemplate this, but I know the time will come when Dutch passes away and sometimes I think about my next pet. I think I might get a cat, which I know would surprise some people. But I love cats as much as I love dogs! My cousin has two cats and I love them to pieces. I’m not one of those dog lovers that turns up her nose at cats. No, sirree. And, I won’t lie, one of the reasons I contemplate getting a cat is because they are (allegedly) easier to take care of than a dog.
- Give me cider over beer, rum over tequila, sangria over wine.
- I’m probably not going to take a cruise this year and it will be the first time in six years that I haven’t cruised. It just means I’ll be more than ready for my 10th cruise sometime in 2018.
- The only reason I’m still on Facebook is because my book club uses it for upcoming meetings and general chit-chat.
- I rarely use my phone when I’m at home, only if I want to listen to a podcast while I’m cooking or cleaning. Otherwise, it can be hours before I see a text message if my sound is turned off.
- I’ve never been to a concert before, and I don’t particularly care to start. I’m not a huge music person as it is (re: my first confession) and I feel like there are much better ways for me to spend my money. Good for you, not for me!
- It feels as if my fingernails are suffocating when I put nail polish on them, so my nails are almost never painted.
- I love wearing makeup because it makes me feel more put together. It’s not as if I’m ashamed to go out in public bare-faced; I just like the way I look better with makeup than without. My routine is fairly simple: foundation, powder, eyebrow pencil, mascara. Lipstick if I want to feel fierce. And, it never fails, whenever I go to work without makeup, I always get a comment about how red my face is. I don’t even know how to respond to those types of comments, and I hate how self-conscious they make me feel.
- I have decided that the next place I will live will either be with a partner or a place I own. In a way, I’m giving myself a deadline to be in a committed, long-term relationship in the next 2-3 years or I am going to start looking to buy a condo on my own.
- I used to sleep in my contacts all the time until I learned how terrible that is for my eyes. My contacts are the ones you can wear for 30 days without changing them out, so I figured that meant 30 days straight without removing them, which nope. No, you cannot. Now I take them out every night, no excuses.
- I never have decision fatigue when it comes to my wardrobe and that’s because I have a system where I have my business casual shirts, my casual tees, and my dresses in a specific order. When I am going into my closet to pick something, I select the first item in the “line” and don’t concern myself with anything else. I wear a dress once a week (usually Mondays), so I know on Mondays, I will select a dress. Tuesdays-Thursdays are business casual shirts, and Fridays and weekends are casual tees. After I wash and dry a shirt or dress, it goes on a hanger and to the “back of the line.” It’s a foolproof, simple system and it means I never waste time in the morning trying to figure out what to wear.
- One of my biggest grammar pet peeves is when people mix up the verb/noun forms of words. I recently received an email – from a professional freelance writer, no less! – where she used the word “hangout” when she meant to say “hang out.” Hangout is a noun, it means a place to visit. Hang out is a verb, which means to spend time relaxing/enjoying oneself. So, you would say, “Come to my hangout!” but not “Let’s hangout!” Another common mix-up I see is workout vs work out. Workout is a noun, and it means a session of physical activity (i.e., “I had a great workout today!”). Work out is a verb, and it means engaging in physical activity (i.e., “I wanted to work out in the morning, but I slept in instead.”) So, you would never say, “I am planning to workout.” No. You are planning to work out.
- Following the theme of grammar, I edit my text messages before I send them. Every. Single. Text message. I type them out and then before pressing send, I always look it over and edit it if I need to. I realize this is ridiculous, but I can’t help myself! It’s a sickness, I tell ya.
- I am terrified of going to jail. I think about it constantly, and my anxiety level is to the point where I can’t watch or read anything involving jail/prison. I’ve never watched Orange Is the New Black, and I don’t think I ever will. Back in September, right after I moved, I unknowingly opened up a piece of mail that was not addressed to me. I picked up my mail and just tore open the envelope without looking and then realized my mistake. I spent weeks in a panic about getting arrested for opening mail not addressed to me. (Look, I never said my anxiety was logical, okay?!)
Okay, your turn! Tell me a confession. 🙂
