Time for a little "I Confess" session!
I confess...
I bought new tires yesterday. Four new tires. I purposefully didn't look at the receipt when I signed it because I couldn't bear to see that high triple-digit number staring right back at me. Don't get me wrong, I knew how much it cost before agreeing to the deal, but seeing that number again would have killed me. I'm still sick over it. To salt the wound, I found out that had I gotten my tires properly rotated, they probably would have lasted another 10,000 miles before having to be replaced.
{I feel like I exchanged a boatload of life for those tires}
I confess...
I have watched far too many Harlem Shake videos on You Tube than a self-respecting 31-year old working woman should. And I'm not done.
I confess...
I have an utterly unhealthy girlcrush on Lana del Rey. Seriously -- it's bordering on embarrassing. Join me in the girlcrushing.
I have this strange need to go to sleep on a quarter hour ... 10:15, 10:45, 12:30. I know it's obsessive. I think I do it because it's easier for me to compute the very minimum hour I must be waking up in order to get my desired 8 hours of rest. Umm, nerdfest! Type-A much?
I confess...
I've never seen or read Gone With The Wind.
Somebody snatch my Southern card from me.
I'm happy to be linking up again today with Confessions of a Northern Belle! What do you confess?
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