I get super cranky if I’m hungry.
After I’ve hit my limit of talking to people, I shut down.
I pin really cute outfits on pinterest but know that if it’s not super comfortable, it would only get worn once, which is why my wardrobe is mostly various types of yoga pants.
I overlook a lot when it comes to others until someone is on my bad side and then I nitpick every little thing.
I think it’s totally okay to buy a new book every time my husband plays golf or poker. A book is cheaper anyway.
The quickest way to piss me off is to talk to me like I’m stupid.
Taking out my contacts at the end of the day often feels like way too much effort.
I don’t think there’s such a thing as a comfortable bra.
I have a favorite sibling and a favorite niece/nephew.
One of my boys is far less likely to make me want to tear out my hair than the other two.
Parking lots give me road rage.
In my head, I mock the parents who take youth sports entirely too seriously. It’s a game. They’re young and learning. No one is going to the pros soon.
Chick-fil-a is my fast food weakness.
It would take either winning the lottery or some natural disaster for me to even consider moving. I just want to be in one place for a while.
There is a never-ending pile of clean laundry on top of my dresser at all times.
All these things are true about me. Maybe some of them, I should work on. Others, I’m perfectly okay with: this is me.
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