(I've always like this pic, even though it's *gasp* six years old)
Did you really think I was going to make you sit through my life story? Ha, don't worry- I'll spare you. In fact, I could just say that I've already told you something about myself (the above cleaning and laundry tidbit) and leave it at that right?
Nah... Boring! Although I hate to say it, my life isn't all that interesting. I hate it when someone I haven't talked to in a long time calls and says, what's up? and my answer is usually, um... you know... nothing much... the usual...
I mean, really. What's there to talk about? I cook and clean and take care of my kids and read and write and watch TV and go to movies and go to church and eat out whenever I can and try to exercise to make up for the eating out and all the Swedish berries and there you have my life in one long run-on sentence.
But know what? I kinda like it. Sometimes I think, this isn't what I thought life would be like. And it's true. Even though I always wanted to get married and have kids and be a mom, I didn't really know what it was like. Sometimes I read books and I think, I wish I was doing that. I wish I was traveling around the world, I wish I was performing on stage somewhere, I wish I lived on a beach , I wish I wish I wish.
The grass is always greener, right? But sometimes, the grass is just fine from my view.
To stop my ramblings, here's one more fact about me: I'm happy. Life might not be as glamorous or exciting as I imagined it would be as a teenager, but it's my life and I don't want to waste it.
So there. Enough about me.
(Next time I do the "about me" post, I'll try to be more focused. I blame The Disenchantments. It got me all philosophical and nostalgic and generally thinking about life.)