I confess that whenever it’s feasible I prefer to take the stairs over the elevator. The first reason because it’s good exercise. Second is that I want to avoid having any forced conversations with random strangers in the elevator….or like the other day I rode up with my patient and they started asking me questions about their medication and I really wanted to tell them “slow your roll momma hasn’t finished her coffee yet”.
I confess I have such a fear of going to the bathroom at restaurants. Why are they always in the freaking basement right by an exit door??? Since I was blessed with a bladder the size of a 3 year old and drink copious amounts of water I have to go to the bathroom every 30 minutes. Every time I go I tell Mark “if I’m not back in 5 minutes consider me already taken”.
I confess I have lost all hope in humanity. I was sick of smelling lysol in my office after we would have some questionable patients roll through there. So I bought one of those amazing scented Glade sprays in whatever the flavor of the moment was let’s called it “Caribbean Splash” or something. Then my medical assistant told me the other day one of the patients stole it. What the….. Did they like put it in their purse or something??? I mean I really shouldn’t be that surprised…one time the kids friendly Disney wall art was stolen off….like does that even restick after you take it down????
I confess one Summer my AC was acting up so my landlord called a company to send someone over to fix it. I let like 15 people know what the deal was and when the guy showed up he was like in a white tshirt with no logo or badge or anything…..
I totally didn’t want to let him in my house which was ok bc did y’all know in condo complexes most of the AC units are on the roof?? The poor guy had to scale a ladder to get up there…I confess I totally crawled out onto my balcony and took a picture of his creepy white van
No joke I watched him get his supplies out and snapped the photo. I then sent the picture to my girlfriend at work who is just as paranoid as I am with the accompanying note “if I’m abducted here is the vehicle he used”. She totally was like “I’m on it”. He ended up being the sweetest guy and I gave him gatorade and a snack (and a tip) for all his hard work.
I confess I don’t have a lock on my work door and I change after I’m done with clinic into my Barre clothes because let’s be honest if I go home I am most certainly not getting off the couch. I have such a fear of someone busting in on my like mid one leg in yoga pants trying to shimmy on the other leg.
I confess when I drive on a two lane road and both cars in front of me are driving the exact same speed I really think they are doing it on purpose just to aggravate me…like they teamed up or something and are purposely trying to make me late for work/class.
I confess I haven’t had toe nail polish on for at least a month. In FL you are in sandals 11 months out of the year so since I have been in boots for the past few weeks I have been trying to give them a break and a chance to breathe. I think toes without polish on (or maybe just mine) look like ugly man toes.
I confess this is completely me in a nutshell.