I confess... I'm not superstitous.
I confess... I have a brother who thinks Friday the 13th is the best day ever.
I confess... I stayed home from school today. I had a looming headache and I didn't think I could take another day of my class.
I confess...I was told after school that my class was HORRIBLE and that all of the other teachers now FULLY believe in the power of Friday the 13th.
I confess... I'm not sad that I wasn't there.
I confess...If you tell me that I should be somewhere at... let's say 5pm... I have to tell myself that I MUST be there at 4:30 pm so I am not late... because I tend to NOT start getting ready until 10 minutes prior to the time of arrival. (Yes, I know this is horrible...at least I have made accommodations for myself.)
I confess... that little fact drove my ex, R., crazy considering he is 30 minutes early to everything he goes to.
I confess...I spend way too much time online! I can sit on the computer for hours and then have no idea where the time has past.
I confess...I hate dusting! I pay my children extra if they will complete this chore.
I confess... I sometimes spoil my children... I let them have food that isn't the most nutritious things in the world like:
|sprinkles on his pb sandwich|
|popcorn and hot cocoa for dinner|
|brownies??? what brownies??|