Here are my confessions this week:
...I bite my nails. ALL. THE. TIME. The only time I don't is when I get them done professionally but man the minute that they chip or I break one....I am nibbling away. Part of it is stress and part of it is the obsessive need for them to feel smooth. Once again confirming my crazy.
...I confess that yesterday after giving nine puppies a bath and cleaning out the kennel I was feeling all sorts of crumbly and nearly cried when my parents offered to take Kyra for a bit. You would think I would use the time wisely and do all the things that you don't get to do with a kiddo around but actually all I did was make some dinner and then say I was going to dry my hair when actually I fell asleep on my bed. It was too hot to do my hair anyway!
...I confess that I HATE SUMMER. Seriously. I hate it. I LOATHE it. I hate summer clothes, I hate the bugs, but most of all I hate the heat. It was 100 degrees here yesterday and with the humidity it felt more like a million. Seriously I broke a sweat standing outside waiting for the dog to finish her business so we could go back in. I wasn't even walking! The heat sucks. Please bring back the snow so I can put on my sweater and leggings and not feel like my face is going to melt off!
..I confess I've been really bad about blog reading this week. Also comments. I just haven't been able to get up the go to sit and read them. Part of it is because Kyra is now very mobile and into EVERYTHING, so I can't really take the time to log on and check things. But part of it is just...I am dreading opening my BlogLovin' or email. I know it is backed up and I know to be a good blogger I need to respond, but I just haven't felt it lately. Hopefully I get back in the groove soon. I feel like my BlogLovin' is just sitting there like....
...I confess that I will never tire of some books. Honestly I don't care if I have read it a million times or if I have a pile of books I have never read sitting next to me. If one of the old one is calling my name I will reread it. I can't help myself.
...I confess that lately Netflix, Hulu, and Amazon Prime have felt more like a chore than entertainment. The thought of surfing through trying to find something to watch is exhausting. I have worn out all my series and the summer TV schedule bites. I'm bored with it all. I am now at the point that I just let my husband have the remote and tune out whatever rubbish he puts on.
...I confess that as of late my blog posts have been getting written in the dark, on the floor, next to the bed while the baby sleeps. Either I have had no time to write during the day or I have had no inspiration for what to post. However you can ask any writer and they will tell you, your best ideas come right at bedtime the moment you find the most comfortable spot to sleep!