Which quality best describes your life–exciting, organised, dull–and why?
How about none of the above? Well, ok maybe just not organized, and somewhere in between exciting and dull. There is no such thing as a dull life with kids, but the excitement is limited to little bursts of drama. Same with having 6 dogs and 3 cats. And 3 vehicles. And one of the church vans (the old one). And a money pit house. And pre-menopause.
I look angry. LOL Depending on just how angry I am, I might be crying too, which makes me angrier, which becomes a vicious circle. Really, it’s not so much how I look as how I act. I make snide remarks, or just downright mean statements. I’ll make myself sick dwelling on whatever or whoever is the target of my anger before I finally give up and let it go.
Don’t make me angry. Not even I like me when I’m angry…
I guess the ellipses mean I have to fill in the blanks? Hmm, a million of what? The only thing I can think of that I would like to have a million of is dollars (or the equivalent). Then I would pay off all my debt, fix this money pit of a house up, and quit my job to work closer to home, which would mean lower pay which I could do if the house and credit cards were paid off and the house was fixed up.
Or maybe I would quit completely and let the hubby go to work so I could be a stay-at-home mom. *sigh*
I feel a day older. HAHAHA Seriously, though, I really don’t give a lot of thought to the actual day anymore. It really is just another day. I guess that is a sign of my age, since I haven’t really looked forward to a birthday since my 21st.
I don’t even know how to begin to answer this one. The dislike question was much easier. LOL
Well, here goes. The things I like about myself, I cannot take any credit for because all of my “good” qualities are the fruit of the grace of God. I guess what I like most about myself now is that I am being given the courage I need to get out of my comfort zone(s) without “liquid courage.” It’s one thing to get all liquored up and post videos of myself playing along with Fleetwood Mac, but it took strength from through prayer to get up in front of the church and sing & play all by myself.
See, when I was in high school, I quit the youth choir before Bro Tommy got a chance to attempt to make me to a solo…because that was just not going to happen. No way was I going to sing all by myself in front of people. Yes, this kind of cowardice from the girl who wanted to be a rock star when she grew up.
So, yeah. What I like most about myself is the change that is taking place in my life. I don’t know what is in store for me, and I doubt that it has anything to do with music, but it is ok if it does or if it doesn’t.
Galatians 2:20 (New American Standard Bible)
I have been crucified with Christ; and it is no longer I who live, but Christ lives in me; and the life which I now live in the flesh I live by faith in the Son of God, who loved me and gave Himself up for me.
I think for the most part they suck. The glasses make my eyes feel like they are crossing and I can still see the red and green, and saw more realistic 3D from holograms at Silver Dollar City when I was 8.
What would happen if you could fly whenever you wanted? When would you use this ability?
Oh, I like this question much better. But I will put a parameter on it. I will make this flying ability to be like that of Superman. I have dreamed of having this ability, and even hallucinated it once in the dentist’s office, unless I really did have an out-of-body experience. I lean more towards the hallucination though based upon a previous Darth Vader incident with same dentist. (This would be why I liked “laughing gas” so much.)
So here is what would happen. The DragonLady would no longer have an hour-long one-way commute to and from work. Oh, yeah, I would travel as the crow flies…literally…above and away from the traffic. There would also be no more driving to my mom’s house. I would just fly right over the rivers and woods, and Tennessee. Granted, this would really entail the rest of the family also being able to fly.
Wow. So, this question comes from writing prompts, which comes via Petra who decided to use it for blogging inspiration, and I volunteered to do it with her. And that’s the first question/prompt. Wow.
Well, that would be my lack of self-control. I was stunned a few weeks ago to finally see that I am a binger. I binge eat, drink, read, game, sleep (ok, used to binge sleep, and would love to still be able to), shop, watch movies/shows, whatever, as long as it is in some way unhealthy personally, spiritually, financially, or relationally.
My acknowledgement of my lack of self-control goes back to my 2-months ago blog post where I asked what I am going to sacrifice. Well, heck. I’ve never denied myself anything, ever. Ever. Ok, I take that back. I did a 24 hour fast completely once. A couple of weeks ago I fasted 8 meals over 4 days.
Yep, no self-control. I do not like that about myself.