I am frustrated with my lack of motivation to work out.
I think life is what you make of it.
I have an addiction to sweets.
I wish i had more patience.
I hate being late.
I miss deep sleep.
I fear being alone.
I hear the fan, Ethan playing and my ipod playing Lady Antebellum.
I smell my pound cake baking for Ben's b-day party.
I crave a thinner, healthier body.
I search for additional work.
I wonder if I will get a second call back.
I regret very little, as it is what helps me grow as a person.
I love my family.
I ache for the families that lost loved ones on 9/11 and in the war that followed.
I am not the best at communicating.
I believe in God.
I dance whenever I hear a beat.
I sing along with every song.
I cry when I am really frustrated.
I fight for the things I cherish.
I win on occasion.
I lose sleep when I can't get my brain to turn off.
I never should say never.
I always mistype receive wrong.
I confuse many things.
I listen to music or the TV constantly during the day.
I can organize well.
I am scared spiders and mice...I know it is completely stupid.
I need to get my butt in gear, literally.
I am happy that we get to go home for Christmas.
I imagine having our house sell soon and moving somewhere closer to Jeff's work so that we have more time together.
I tag everyone.