Alright y’all this is my first confession post and I must tell you or confess if you will right off the bat that I’ve been terribly scared of confession posts. I have really strange internal dialogue in my head every single minute of the day and plus I honestly feel like this for the 18 hours a day that I am not sleeping.
Let’s kick this off. I confess that I back my car in whenever I teach a a Barre class. At night when I leave it’s dark and I have this irrational thought that a bum is hiding behind my car so that when I back up I’ll hit them and A) be sued over it and B) it will be an excuse for this individual to try and rob me or steal my car/belongings/self. Did you read that email chain about people putting things on your back window…you stop to get out to take it off and they hijack you??? See problem solved…just back in your car.
Transitioning from this one….I confess I think someone is hiding under my car or on the side…I usually do a lap before I get it. I’ve also tried to wiggle underneath my car and I don’t fit…so unless this person is a small child I think I’m ok. ……Listen I told you I was weird. That movie Taken totally ruined me. I also don’t park next to white vans with those sketch slide doors….only takes 20 seconds to be lifted. It’s better to be paranoid then dead am I right?
I confess I find such simple joys in being able to phonetically sound out some of the lets call it “creative” spelling of names by some of my patients. Y’all it is not just the celebrities who are naming their children the oddest things. I’m living it everyday…the names….are different. I secretly give myself a pat on the back every time I pronounce one right.
I confess I sometimes speed up to block people from cuttting into my lane but then I curse at people when they don’t let me in.
I confess I feel really bad sometimes being a Florida blogger….like I don’t want to talk about anything weather related or the people from the North will come at me with pitchforks.