I have no idea who started this, but I have seen Wednesday confessions over at Drazil's blog a few times now and thought it about time I joined in. So here we go...
I confess that after all my bravado yesterday (day before?) I didn't actually take Zumba out of the box. However I did do lots of housework so I did move, just not in the way originally intended. I seriously underestimated how exhausted I would be after night shift. I was worried I would fall over as my coordination was suffering from lack of sleep. They say it is like being drunk, and I tend to agree.
I confess that I hate shiftwork but I know that we need the money right now. We really want to pay a good chunk off our mortgage before we start a family, and we also like to take trips to visit people and places. I don't want to give up this lifestyle, so shiftwork it is for now. Hopefully I will be able to get another position next year that doesn't involve either a paycut or shiftwork.
I confess that I really, really, really want to attend BOOBS, but it is way out there ridiculously expensive. I looked up prices for flights to get me from Mytown to Chicago, and it would be nearly 3 grand. So add accommodation and spending money, it is just too expensive. I really wanted to go when I was newly banded so that I could be inspired in person by all the wonderful bloggers, not just their posts. Thank goodness I still have the internet!
I confess that checking blogger/google reader is now the first thing I do when I wake up. Before I even get out of bed some days, I check it on my phone. I also check my email to see if anyone has commented on my posts. I'm a blog addict. My routine is blogs, email, facebook, twitter. My poor husband.
I confess that I am secretly pleased with myself that I have kept up my blog for this long. I know, a month doesn't seem that long, but previously I have tried keeping a diary or journal and it doesn't last. I also tried a blog once before and it still has just 3 posts on it. I think it's the validation of having people interested (followers!) who actually comment that has kept me going when, to be honest, I'm not that interesting at the moment! I promise more juicy posts once I finally get banded.
I confess that I am using this post to procrastinate. I really should be writing the draft of a journal article I'm supposed to be showing my supervisor at 11am (it is currently 654am). I was supposed to get it written when I was in bed with a fever last week so I'm dragging the chain a little.
I think that is enough
xox

Oh this just made me realize how many confessions I have! UGH! haha Good post though!
ReplyDeleteI love confession posts!!
ReplyDeleteI can't make it to Chicago either, it's just too expensive for me right now. Very sad.
I won't be in Chicago either. Maybe we should form a Un-Chicago support group or something.
ReplyDeleteComments make me feel so special! But I'm a slave to them because when no one comments, I feel unloved. Being a fat girl...I take external feedback VERY seriously. LOL.
Thanks for commenting on my post! I loved reading your confessions, I should do one! I'm not going to Chicago either. It's expensive and I have school and labs that I can't miss. Oh and I'm obsessed with my comments, too. If I don't get any on a post I feel like a loser... ;)
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