Honesty Tag

I was tagged by Martha. Here are the rules. List ten Honest things about myself and tag 10 other bloggers who I think are honest in their blogging.

Here is a little insight on me:

1. I don't really enjoy my job. It's actually been a long time since I've enjoyed any of my jobs, come to think of it. I think the main reason for this is because I still don't know what I want to do, but I no longer have the funds for school nor the patience to stick out another 2-4 years. So I do what a lot of people do - I make do with what I've got, and try to be grateful to have a job in the first place. (But I don't really know very many girls who say, "When I grow up, I want to be a secretary/receptionist/office manager...")

2. Martha, I'm not a decorator either. I have my ideas, but things are either too expensive or just not worth it. I don't get worked up over everything matching. In fact, right now, I'm super grateful that most of the furniture we have was free to us. Score!

3. I'd like to live anywhere and everywhere right now (okay, I guess there are a few exceptions). I think because I've pretty much always lived in Virginia, I've had some serious wanderlust for awhile. Whereas Jared, because he's lived all over, is content to stay put. We are, shall we say, at an impasse currently. (I say we do a residency in Hawaii - Jared is content to do one in, say, Roanoke. Bleccch.)

4. I'm cleaner than I thought. I guess it was a product of living at home, but there I let mom or dad or someone else clean. But I seem to enjoy the sink being free of dishes and pretty much all counter tops must be clean at all times. Otherwise I get grossed out. Huh.

5. Sometimes I want to pick fights so Jared will actually argue with me. Is that weird? Probably. I am most likely married to the most laid-back man in all of history. I try to be good & patient & kind so he doesn't have a lot to put up with, but I know he's had to adjust to me & my occasional moods. (I'm female, okay???) Sometimes I want to flush things out, but Jared's method is avoidance. And sometimes, albeit rarely, that annoys me to the point of picking fights with him. (It's actually harder than it sounds - he simply refuses to argue.)

6. I get bored easily. Not just at work, but pretty much in all facets of life. For example, I get bored while watching movies. Jared's family makes fun of me, because if the movie (pretty much no matter what the movie is) is longer than a TV episode, I'll get up & wander around. Or fall asleep. Also, in church, if I don't take notes, I get bored & start picking at Jared. And then, if I have a workout routine that becomes stale, I'll look for something else to do or else give up working out for awhile altogether. See the pattern? Am I ADD? ADHD? Unsure. Can that happen as an adult?

7. I have a speeding problem. And I love cars with power & speed. I come by it naturally. Both of my parents are car people. And all of my siblings too. Jared doesn't understand my lead foot. But then, after he met my dad & especially Scott, he understood where the love of cars came from.

8. If I could, I would have a little piece of chocolate everyday. I don't know why I love it so much. In high school, I was totally into salt. Maybe now I'm making up for years of saltiness. I don't know.

9. I think I will always miss Ginnie, which is funny, because we SO did not get along growing up. I always felt competitive with her. But, it turns out, all we sisters needed was moving away from each other & then we are the very best of friends. We are different enough that we get on each other's nerves if we live in the same space for too long. But we're alike enough that we call each other at least several times a week. And I miss her, likely because I'm a little lonely these days & her life seems so much more full than mine.

10. I really don't like talking on the phone. (I'd much rather think out my thoughts & then email.) As a teenager, I did like chatting on the phone, but then when I was all big & grown up, I got a receptionist job where people yelled at me because I couldn't give them the answers they were looking for (this was a job of several years ago). I started to dread talking on the phone. Nowadays, the only people I will talk to - and enjoy talking to - are those I know love me, no matter what. And those I can be honest with, as in, "I really don't have much to say/feel like talking right now." (Jared, Mom, Ginnie, Melody, & maybe one or two close friends - although even with them, I am initially apprehensive.) Otherwise, when I'm on the phone, I feel like I have to be polite & chatter on until people get tired of me or get to the point. And guess what? I'm totally in a receptionist position again. :P

I hereby tag: Ginnie S, Kelly M, Melody H, Ana E, Lenore S, Becca B, Nora H, Michelle T, Amber S, Leslie L & anyone else who wants to do this!

Thanks for reading. :)


Martha said...

I hate the phone! I hate it so much and avoid it. I don't answer my cell phone if at all possible!

Heather said...

So, guess what--as a child, I wanted to grow up to be a secretary/receptionist. Something about filing things all neat and orderly, multiple phone lines, and the clack of perfectly manicured nails on a keyboard....