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I spent like an hour organizing my email today. I’m not sure why. & I think there just might be something really really wrong with that. But maybe God gives points for neat inboxes. And it’s not as *pointless as it sounds;)
It was driving me insane. Everything gets sent there.
I was looking for something from someone in my family & I couldn’t find it.
So I made folders. And filed it all neatly away.
And no, I don’t think that’s OCD at all.
I think I just figured out why I blog Becca. I spend so much of my life running around trying to be perfect. That’s likely to happen don’t ya think? But here, no one expects anything from me so I don’t have to be. Hmm..lucky you. All that leftover imperfectness that you’re getting 
That revelation leads me to the following question. Why do you come here?
Do you know how informative the internet can be? It’s definently helped me with my identity issues. The ones that I didn’t know I had to begin with. For example, I found out the other day that I’m an invisible dead person who looks like Ludacris. That’s always good to hear.
| heather –
[noun]: A person who has the ability to be invisible ‘How will you be defined in the dictionary?’ at QuizGalaxy.com |
Which Princess Bride Character are You?
this quiz was made by mysti
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- Okay, I’m officially jealous. Not only did you steal Buttercup, you’re also an incredibly cool name definition. Lucky!!!
- 1. I organize my inbox the same way! You mean everyone doesn’t do that?
2. I’m glad we get you just being you and not trying to be perfect.
3. I come here because you tell bits of your life with great humor and you share my love for lists.
4. Invisible? Wow!
5. Buttercup – Lucky!
6. I’m still not getting the whole Ludacris thing – makes no sense at all. (at least he’s the lowest %)
7. I have no clue what emo is – am I a total loser?
8. Therapy? I think you take care of your own just fine. - P.S. I tried to rate your blog on your mom blogs rate link but it came up with a message that said ‘link not found’. Just thought you’d want to know.
- Heh…I’m defined as someone remembered as being constantly high. Not just high every once in awhile. No. Constantly.
This is good news for someone who is as pure and untarnished as myself.
Glad our paths have crossed, Luda…
- I come here because you are just plain use-super-mom-powers-not-to-pee-my-pants FUNNY! Is it bad that you and my other commenters are sometimes WAY funnier than my post itself? Well, thats why I come here
cause my comments aren’t enough! I need more comedy! So I come here and to my other bloggy friends. SO, I say thank you for comedy girl, I NEED IT!
- Where is your Wordless Wednesday?!
Bridget
- Wow, aren’t those darn quizzes addicting. You just can’t take one. One turns into ten ;0) The ludacris thing is hilarious…that my heritage thing is full of mud…it told me I looked like Jessica Biel..come on ;0)
- Ludicris! thass Hilarious!!
Yer in darn Fine Co. tho with Petra + Celina!!
Rock On!
) Peace*
Maybe I am. Okay I probably am. BUT. I’m drawn to the whole idea of unschooling. I don’t know why. Maybe God is trying to tell me something. OR maybe it just sounds cool.
I like the idea of Anti School. Is that a valid homeschooling choice? Or did I just make it up? Hey maybe I can write a parenting book about it. It’ll be a best seller. Ya’ll would buy it. Wouldn’t you? Of course you would. How else would it be a best seller?
SO I’m thinking of trying this ‘unschooling’ thing. Atleast for the summer. But there’s a teeny tiny problem. It’s the ugly anal~retentive~perfectionism thing rearing it’s ugly head again. I would just knock it out with a cast iron skillet but that would hurt ME. I’ll have to come up with another solution.
How about ya’ll? Any unschoolers out there? What do you do? How do you do it? Does it involve lists? Is it totally sick that I hope it does? SEE that’s the anal thing I’m talking about. Obsessive Compulsive LISTMAKER. There. I said it. Now you don’t have to. Really. Don’t say it.
I know. I have serious problems. I’m workin on it. There’s no pill for it. I’ve checked. Okay not really. I’m a wimp. I don’t like pills. But I thought it might make you feel better to think I was actively seeking help.
2 Comments:
- Well, I haven’t done any kind of homeschooling yet so I don’t know anything about the ‘unschooling’ stuff but it does sound interesting. However, I am totally with you on the listmaking!! I love to make lists & even more, checking stuff off as I finish the task or get the item or do whatever it says I need to do. If the unschooling doesn’t involve lists I’m sure you’ll be able to make up your own anyway. Hope you find what works for you!
- Heather . Doll. and you say i have problems ?!?!
lol
Tis why you are my favoritest aunt though !
I think I have a problem. Well…maybe more, but for the sake of this post (and my poor *dignity) we’ll just focus on the one for now.
I seem to have this, ummm… anal retentive perfectionism thing going on. My niece called me OCD. And not in a good way. (Atleast, it didn’t sound good. But she’s a teenager so really, who knows!) But I think it’s time to bring it out in the open. The first step to freedom is admitting you have a problem right? Step up and tell the truth. And the truth shall set you free.
My name is Heather. And I have 3 blogs. And I am constantly changing them. For those of you who *may have already noticed this, I don’t think it’s because I have multiple personalities and am attempting to please them all .Though I could be wrong. It’s been known to happen. Once or twice. A day. It’s because I can never seem to represent exactly who I am, only a part of me. I’ve tried to break myself down into labels. I’m fighting a losing battle. I’m not just a homeschooler. Or a wife. Or a mommy. Or a christian.
I can’t define myself by one aspect or one part of who I am, and what my purpose is. I am a homeschooler. A wife. A mommy. A christian. I am all of those things. And more. (But if you’ve ever talked to me for more than 5 minutes then you know what a complete mess I am so anything ‘more’, okay anything less too, isn’t because I’m so great or anything.)
I’m ready to see the *big picture. I’m ready to start putting together all the pieces of the puzzle that is my life. Right here. For all the world to see. Okay, so it’s *slightly unlikely that ‘all of the world’ actually reads this. Or ever will. But it’s here if they want to. (And why wouldn’t they??
So for those of you who know me or have read my other blogs…you might see a few familiar posts. They might be better now. So just wade through the Momble Jomble! Keep the good stuff. Forgive the bad. Hopefully you’ll be inspired. Or at least not offended. I apologize in advance for the randomness that is me.
And I leave you with this thought… any one else ready to get out of the shaker with me?
God, pick up the pieces. Put me back together again. You are my praise!
- You are OCD . And yes it was in a good way . “But she`s a teenager, who really knows?” WHATS THAT SUPPOSE TO MEAN!! Lol .
They said WHAT?