Things I am afraid to tell you.

One of the blogs I read faithfully was inspired by another bloggers post abut her “real” life, not the life we just show online. She decided to follow suit and even began a list as more and more bloggers began to take part. Because I too, fall prey to the insecurities from reading “perfect” life blogs (not that I think that this is that but I am aware I do edit what I show you on here) so I wanted to give it a go as well.

So here goes:

  1. I fluctuate between being super organized and REALLY messy. If I can’t put something away in its orderly, labelled spot, I won’t put it anywhere. Which means that often a room or the whole house looks like a landfill until I actually gather up the energy or desire to do something about it. Often this coincides with someone coming to visit and/or a new project in the house.

  2. I wish girdles were still in style. Or corsets. I actually studied costume design (before graphic design) and wore a corset for hours and KNOW how uncomfortable they are BUT still think it would be easier to live in a time where a fashionable shape could be, well, fashioned. Instead of expecting our natural bodies to conform to some unrealistic size and or shape. Of course better than this would be NO fashionable shape at all. But I am not sure how we would do that either.

  3. I constantly think I have bad breath and it makes me REALLY insecure. I have had a problem tooth for 3 years now and because my dentist is not in my current city but my hometown, most times when I see him we focus on this problem only. Which means I have not had a good cleaning in over 2 years and I worry that it is “showing”. I have one booked this month as well as an apt to finally fix the problem tooth. I can’t wait.

  4. I am ridiculously affected by others opinions of me. I remember every negative thing ever said about me and who said it. Even the ones not said to my face but told to me later. Because of this, I never feel quite good enough.

  5. I don’t love design. This is my full time job (hence why posts are often few and far between) and I am good at it (not great at it) but I don’t love it. I like it. But if I was to pick a true passion to do everyday for the rest of my life it would be something to do with houses – staging, organizing, decorating. That is what I wish I could spend more time doing. Maybe someday.

  6. I am still really forgetful. As a kid I always forgot my homework, or project, or whatever else I needed to bring to school. As a mom, I worry that I am passing this trait on. I have forgotten to send things with the kids more than I would like to admit and even just the other day ran inside as the bus was coming to grab my son’s swim gear before he got on the bus. I am totally winging it the best that I can.

  7. I am envious of bloggers who post more than me, who have time to do weekly projects, to make their house prettier step by step. And then I don’t feel good enough and think I shouldn’t post at all. And then I remember that I don’t care and will create content at my own pace. For me.

{deep breath} o.k I think that is enough. Wow! This is going to be hard to hit publish. But here goes…

If you want to read more of these amazing and “real” posts, go over to EZ’s blog Creature Comforts and read some more.