…I’m the world’s biggest pushover.
Seriously, I don’t like calling the shots when it comes to making decisions.
It makes me uncomfortable.
…to go along with being a pushover – I don’t like confrontation.
I never wanted to hurt their feelings.
I realized that they were essentially wasting product, but I just couldn’t bring myself to tell them they were wrong, so I’d act all ditzy and take one for the team.
I still do this on occasion in certain circumstances…it’s something I need to work on. Seriously, I’d rather act ditzy than be honest – what?! It’s a problem. Given, I realize I’m not always right and I know that. I just never want anyone to think I’m intentionally being bossy or mean…or attempting to take charge. Even though I know that it’s better to say something than not.
I just get waaaaay too excited when talking to people.
I’m kind of like Buddy the Elf…all the time.
…I found a tiny little Hershey’s chocolate and an old Caramel-filled Cadbury Egg in the bottom of my purse yesterday and I secretly ate both of them.
It was awesome.
…I don’t like any kind of tomato-based sauce. So I don’t like sauce on my pizza, I don’t care for spaghetti or lasagna…and I’m not a fan of salsa. I know, I’m weird. Although, I have made huge strides and am finally opening up to little pieces of tomatoes in my guac and salads.
Baby steps…baby steps…
Bam! Confessions done! Whew. I can breathe again!