Friday Confessions.

It’s been a pretty slow week. I’ve been sick and so blew off my after-work tutoring students this week. That’s not a confession. I know I would have been a lot sicker if I’d pushed myself. Because with bronchitis or pneumonia, I earn no money. And I hhhhhhhaaate lying in bed convalescing. But I can confess to the following:

1) I am increasingly aware of my biases against those who refuse to use proper grammar and punctuation on these here intertubewebs. I’m not talking about the occasional typo, I’m talking, “i like thse boots what do u think becuz i dont knw” I immediately think that they have the IQ of soup. I can’t help it.

2) I can’t not eat a bowl of pasta after belly dancing. I’ve tried. I end up snarfing a bag of chips instead. Not the best of trades.

3) I’m having more wobbles about Christmas. I want to buy much more lavish gifts than I can afford. I hate it. And do I buy my father’s girlfriend something, if I’ve only met her four times, even though she takes such fantastic care of my dad?

4) Oh, and I have not started my Christmas shopping. Or baking.

G’wan. Make me feel better. Or worse. What did or didn’t you do?

12 Comments to “Friday Confessions.”

  1. By Arwen, December 7, 2007 @ 1:59 pm

    Take care of 3 with 4: Bake her something, and write her a nice letter in the card about the fabulous care she takes with your dad. Write in the style of one of your prose poetry posts and it’s a truly lovely gift: rather like having a guitarist write a song about you.

  2. By rachel, December 7, 2007 @ 2:41 pm

    Ditto to what Arwen said. Generosity is never wasted, IMO.

  3. By Liz, December 7, 2007 @ 8:31 pm

    Good idea. Thank you.

  4. By sarah, December 8, 2007 @ 6:39 am

    Yup. What they said.

    I confess that I have put in the bare minimum at work this week because even the bare minimum pushes my hours close to the maximum. But more than that, I have put in the bare minimum because I am feeling tired, disillusioned and annoyed.

    I confess that I have met soup I consider smarter than the people who refuse to learn and use proper grammar.

    I also confess that I drank too much wine last night as a coping mechanism for surviving my husband’s office Christmas Party.

  5. By cheesefairy, December 8, 2007 @ 10:06 am

    1. I am using my position as EveryAssistantToEverybody to fan the flames of an upper-level office rivalry just so I can watch the explosion.

    (But I’m actually kind of proud of that. All that armchair psych is really paying off!)

    2. OK so…I had an hour to myself last night so I went to the mall intending to pick up a few specific, small gifts for people but instead bought myself a new bra, moisturizer and two bags of chips. Then the mall closed so I had to leave without any gifts. (except I can always rationalize buying myself gifts. because really, is anyone getting me a bra for christmas? I doubt it [and hope not, frankly])

    3. I had frozen waffles with a lot of maple syrup for breakfast with a cranberry juice chaser (and 2 cups of coffee) and my 21-week old fetus is developing The ADD and dancing the hokey pokey as we speak.

    Nope – I think I’m just not in a space to feel guilty about anything. In fact I might paste this into my own blog so I don’t forget in a year or so what it feels like to care about myself.

  6. By elswhere, December 8, 2007 @ 11:58 am

    I confess that I’ve passed from feeling smug that I have my cards all ordered & printed & ready so early to feeling proctrastinatory about actually sending them out. Soon I will feel so guilty that I can’t actually look at the box of cards.

  7. By Liz, December 8, 2007 @ 4:28 pm

    Cheesefairy, I often Christmas shop that way as well. I mean, who else IS going to buy you bras?

    Sarah, wine is a coping mechanism for spousal-obligatory things.It’s the only way to deal with those events.

    Els, I haven’t even thought about sending cards. You at least have the cards there and printed. Would RW send them for you?

  8. By Stephanie, December 8, 2007 @ 10:59 pm

    I just finished my Christmas cards. The whole time I was doing it, I wished I was doing something else.

    I hear you on the grammar thing.

    Oh, and I wish I was into baking. I have this cookie exchange thing at work, and I thought I was going to surprise myself and actually bake, but…nope. I think I’ll cheat and buy a pre-made mix or something.

  9. By Liz, December 8, 2007 @ 11:04 pm

    Baking isn’t for everyone. I DO tend to get a little obsessive about it, though.

  10. By Beth, December 9, 2007 @ 8:41 am

    I sent a 2 page email to my friend whining about how busy I am/have been/will be. She was impressed by my super-human abilities.
    My confession is that I am too proud of my super-human abilities and push myself in order to impress myself and others. It’s a trait built over years of trying to compensate for a feeling of inadequacy. I think I would be better off just being human and learning to accept feelings of inadequacy.
    Paging Dr. Phil….

  11. By Liz, December 9, 2007 @ 12:07 pm

    Beth, you don’t need Dr. Phil. You already realize where the problem stems from. Also, I love that you took time out to whinge for two pages of email. Now THAT is dedicated!

  12. By Beth, December 9, 2007 @ 9:11 pm


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