- I don't like talking on the phone. I don't care how much I love you, I don't want to talk on the phone with you. HOWEVER, if you love me, you'll text me. I'm all about texts, they are short, to the point and saves you from awkward silent moments. And if I call you, its either a) You re special or b) It was an accident. Probably b.
- I'm an antisocial. I don't enjoy going out as much as I used to. Blame it on depression, on personality disorder, on being my dad's daughter, aging, the economy or whatever. All I know is I love staying in to watch movies with Jeff or read a good book. Besides, there are far too many women shoving their babies and/or baby bumps in my face. Very rudely, I might add.
- I've become a procrastinator. It seems I find it thrilling to wait until the last minute to do what needs to be done. Like Christmas shopping or having a kid for example, I always wanted it to be before I was thirty.... well I'm in the last possible weeks to make that happen. If this IVF works I'll be popping the kid out towards the end of October, 2-3 weeks before my 30th birthday. Ooooh, will I make the deadline?
And even though I said what I said, I'm going to try to be better with my habits. I'm not committing to changing just to trying to be better. FYI: these don't count as resolutions since this is way past the beginning of the year, therefore, my title stands.