Random Thoughts/Not Me/Confession Monday

We're moving tomorrow!

I did not make Brian start packing two weeks ago because I'm so excited to move.

I actually really like to pack stuff up because it forces me to clean out & de-junk-ify my stuff.

Everyone should pray that it doesn't snow tomorrow because I don't want to move all my stuff in the snow.

If anyone has any used (or new) carpet they want to give us, we'd love you forever!

I am not so excited to move that I almost skipped over today entirely and thought it was Tuesday when I woke up this morning.

I was not so sorely disappointed that it was still Monday that I snoozed my alarm a couple more times.

Sometimes I really wish we had more money just so I could buy fun stuff, like my aunt's watches, and not feel like we can't afford it.

We spent this last weekend at my parent's house watching my siblings while my parents were in St. George.

I was not really jealous that my parents got to go to St. George, even though we just went.

I did not want to bonk my little sister on the head for being 13 and a rude teenager.

I feel guilty that my sister frustrates me so much, even though my mom says I was a lot like her when I was that age.

I feel bad that when she was trying to confide in me about the guy she likes I was too busy trying to get ready to listen.

That makes me think I won't be a good mom.

I ordered a chicken artichoke salad one night for dinner this past weekend.

I never eat salad if I can help it.

Maybe I'm growing up. :)

I did not look up garage sales online this past weekend in hopes that I'll find more books.

I always have the worst buyer's remorse after I purchase something.

Even if we really need it.

But only if it's something I want.

If it's for Brian I have no problem buying it for him.

This makes me wonder how stressed I'm going to be when we buy a house or a car.

I'm so sick of all my recipes.

I need to be less picky about food.

I do not eat the same things over and over, because I like them, instead of trying new things.

I go in on Thursday to have a few other moles looked and maybe removed.

I know it's vain to be worried about the scars it'll leave instead of the cancer it might contain.

I am really worried I might have cancer.

I cannot wait to quit my job.

Even thought it's a really good job and I have a good boss.

I'm just really tired of working here.

I'd rather be doing something else.

I'm so excited for Christmas!

But not the snow.

I still don't know what to get some of the people in my family.

Mostly the boys.

I hate shopping for boys.