Today’s post is a guest post from one of my favorite 20 something bloggers. E is a 20-something New Zealander chasing that elusive trifecta of health, wealth and happiness, who started blogging at eemusings.wordpress.com before the word ‘musings’ fell out of fashion.
History is subjective. Resumes are subjective. And so are blogs.They can never paint a full picture of a life, even if we bloggers wanted to fully shine the spotlight on ourselves, warts and all. Even for the anonymous and semi-anonymous, there are things that shouldn’t always be shared online.I think it’s really important that we remember nobody’s life is perfect, no matter what it may look like from the outside. Lord knows I have plenty of flaws (I know, you’d never have thunk it, wouldja?).Here are my confessions.
For starters…
In money
I pay myself first. I try to keep our fixed costs low and track our spending very closely. But when things come up … like an opportunity to take a trip I can’t pass up … while I do try to be extra-frugal in other areas that month, I’m generally inclined to save a bit less than go Super Saiyan on cutting back elsewhere.
In my head
I don’t generally consider myself a Type A. However, when it comes to things in my personal life, I can be … inflexible. Once I set my heart on a plan of action, should it be derailed for whatever reason, I may or may not have a bit of a tantrum. I’ll be honest, I worry myself sometimes. The sheer rage that comes over me is usually way out of proportion to the situation. On the other hand, it doesn’t last long, and I don’t go punching holes in walls or anything – I usually just storm off and maybe have a huffy cry.
At work
I’m a pretty awesome employee. I’m productive, manage a sh*t ton of tasks and rarely waste time, even though the temptations of being online all the time are major (I barely have time to check the news more
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than once a day, and tend to rely on coworkers to alert me of stuff I’ve missed). The nature of my job means there’s always more I could be doing. But I’ll admit I’m not always doing myself a favour working so hard. I’m not big on small talk, and I don’t drink coffee, so I don’t really take part in serendipitous ‘watercooler’ conversation (is the coffee machine a gathering place in your office too?). And I almost always eat lunch by myself – my workflow usually means I eat later in the day than others, and I do so over a book or catching up on blogs. For a workplace our size, I actually don’t see that many people in the lunchroom, either.
At home
I don’t make my bed. Ever. And I just generally don’t clean as often as I’d like to (I don’t think ‘like’ is the correct term there – I don’t *want* to clean more often; who does? But I know I should).
In health
I’m Asian, so I don’t burn as quickly as less-pigmented folk. That said, I’m not entirely immune to bad rays. The thing is, I really dislike sunscreen – even the lightest, least greasy of formulas. Of course, I slip slop and slap when we head out to the beach, but on a daily basis in the summer, I probably sunblock off my face … a quarter of the time? Oh, and I actually quite like Big Macs. (Plus McDonald’s has the best chips.) Stone me now.
I never make my bed. Usually my boyfriend does that. I can probably count the number of times I’ve made the bed on one hand.
I never, ever, ever make my bed. Boy and I leave it all day, and then make it right before we get into it – because who doesn’t like sleeping in a made bed?!
I agree. Great point. No one is perfect and therefore we shouldn’t expect that from ourselves or anyone else.
As far as confessions go, I am a clean freak. I can’t get things clean enough. If there is even one piece of lint on the floor I have to get rid of it. My husband is a very patient man dealing with this. At least he gets to live in a clean house.
I never ever EVER make my bed either. Even better? I have a lot of awesome throw pillows that just live on the floor for months at a time since I don’t make the bed.
Aww man, thanks for the kind words Daisy! And cheers for having me – was great fun to write.
@ Miss T – my partner is fastidious about certain things, like crumbs on seats, but kind of a slob in every other aspect.
I never make my bed. Usually my boyfriend does that. I can probably count the number of times I’ve made the bed on one hand.
I never, ever, ever make my bed. Boy and I leave it all day, and then make it right before we get into it – because who doesn’t like sleeping in a made bed?!
I agree. Great point. No one is perfect and therefore we shouldn’t expect that from ourselves or anyone else.
As far as confessions go, I am a clean freak. I can’t get things clean enough. If there is even one piece of lint on the floor I have to get rid of it. My husband is a very patient man dealing with this. At least he gets to live in a clean house.
I never ever EVER make my bed either. Even better? I have a lot of awesome throw pillows that just live on the floor for months at a time since I don’t make the bed.
Aww man, thanks for the kind words Daisy! And cheers for having me – was great fun to write.
@ Miss T – my partner is fastidious about certain things, like crumbs on seats, but kind of a slob in every other aspect.
Just finding this more…. so much fun to read after getting to know you more since then!