everything that's wrong with me

or things i do poorly: {as requested by someone who should know i'm not all fabulous and together...)

i'm never on-time. well, rarely. if i have ten minutes to get ready, i'll take 15, an hour, an hour and fifteen. basically i could have enough time or not enough and i'll always be ten minutes late. and my husband's not the punctual type either, so together we're a dynamically behind-schedule duo.

i hate to clean the bathroom. absolutely loath it. so my mirrors are always spotted and the floor is always covered in grime. hey that's what bath mats are for.

i'm bad at remembering birthdays. horrible. i've made books over the past with everyone's listed BUT then i forgot to look in the book. so unless i love you dearly and grew up going to your birthday parties, don't expect a call. i wish i was better at it, because everyone loves to be pleasantly surprised on the day they dread most.

i'm chuck full of ideas, but i never follow-through. i'm a serious commitment-phobe. my husband says we would be millionaires by now if i could just translate my creativity into a business, but i can't, because then it would be work and a deadline and i'm not a huge fan of either.

i have tons of bad habits and can never create good ones. i should take my vitamins every day but instead i leave my towel on the bed. i should exercise every now and then, instead i eat a cake every now and then. i should finish projects, instead i shelve the ones i'm working on and start new ones. etc etc.

there are so many things wrong with me i could start a separate blog called 'tinkersastinker" but i'll resist. and most likely will bury this post later today with a beautiful picture of my birthday present from jen! which of course, makes me miss her even more because it's so perfectly thoughtful and useful all at the same time.