Life isn’t magazine perfect, expecting perfection (from yourself or others) is a quick road to disappointment. Well there’s that and you become a total pain in the butt to deal with. Me? Truthfully, I’m kind of a pain in the butt, but I’m am working on it.
The Sunday Confessional is a chance to share our true-to-life experiences and laugh at our own shortcomings. Some weeks I have to think for a moment to find an example that others may find entertaining. (I have plenty of boring flubs, I promise). This week’s was delivered on a shiny silver platter.
Yesterday was Tim and I’s eighth anniversary.
We both completely forgot.
To tell the truth, I’d rather be content 365 days a year than swept off my feet once. Still, I was a little disappointed that I couldn’t lord it over him for a little bit since I was just as guilty.
The Sunday Confessional is now open, what do you have to get off your chest?