I'm Disorganized. Although the
pictures show a clean, well organized apartment, I'm actually quite messy. Our
apartment starts out the week being super tidy but by Friday I've got 10 pairs
of shoes piled by my “dump everything chair.” It's now to the point where Eric
is complaining about me- boy have the roles changed.
I'm dyslexic. Starting Sacramento
Street was a huge step for me because I've never thought of myself as a writer.
To be honest, I was scared about the way I wrote and my grammar.
Eric is my editor. Because of the
above statement, Eric reads and edits every single post that goes live. If a
post isn't up early in the morning it's because I'm waiting on him - so now you
know who to blame (just kidding!)
I'm a very casual person. When I get
home from work I immediately put on my workout clothes - even if I'm not going
to the gym. It's a weird habit that will never change. You can also find me in
my lululemons all weekend long if I don't have plans.
I'm SO not DIY. Unfortunately I'm
not a do it yourself kind of person. I envy all of my friends and fellow
bloggers that have this ability. I think of great ideas but never follow
through with them because I don't have the patience to pick up all the supplies
and spend time completing the task. It's now to the point where the joke with
my friends is that I'm a HIY (hire it yourself) kind of girl.
Lazy routine. Every night when I
come home from work Eric and I make dinner and then watch TV. We've had this
routine for years and it will never change, except when there is a baseball
game. We turn on the DVR and watch anything from NCIS to The Bachelor to the
Amazing Race - we love it all. It's a time for us to unwind from our hectic
work days.
I'm set in my ways. I constantly
talk to my friends and family about moving - I've been in our apartment for
over seven years. But I secretly think about how much I'll miss it and then
come up with some reason why we should stay even though I REALLY want more
space to decorate.
Negelcting friends and family. While
I get wrapped up in the blogoshpere a little too much, I need to sometimes step
back and think about the family and friends that have supported me every step
of the way. They are my rock.
Worried about the future. Living in
San Francisco isn't easy - I worry about whether or not we'll ever be able to
buy or if we should rent in the city until our kids have to enter school and
then move to Marin. Although this is all years away, my mind is tossing and
turning with the thought of saving, saving, saving for that big purchase.
New career. Starting a new career
path into interior design. There isn't a day that goes by that I don't think
about possibly failing. I've got a strong support system behind me, but
starting into a career that I've dreamt about for so long scares me. I have to
say that I am loving every minute.
No one reading. Lastly, the one
thing that this blog has made me afraid of is that one day I'll wake up and no
one will want to read this daily journal I've created. It's amazing how much
time and energy you put into something - but it wouldn't be the same place
without all of you as readers. You’re what keeps me motivated to keep writing
and growing. Hopefully it will stay that way for a long time to come. I'm
grateful for the friendship and relationships I've built through these past few
years.
Friends, this is not a typical post
you see here but I wanted to join in on this movement because I think it's
important to be honest and sometimes you just need to let a few things out in
the open. If you are a fellow blogger and want to join in on this movement, I
highly recommend it - it's so liberating. If not, I also encourage you to visit
the other bloggers who are spilling their guts today.
Here are the bloggers that participated in Ez's Wave No. 1 of Things I'm Afraid To Tell You: