For Reals...

A few of my friends (jessica, ilene, lindsey) have taken on a blog challenge to post themselves being real. They have posted pictures with no make up and have exposed their true selves on their blog. I, for one, think that I am pretty real. In fact the day I read Ilene's post I had posted this picture of myself sans make up and sleep. A few posts before that I did a post about the corners in my house that are shameful.
So today I thought I would update you on my corners and give you a real look at me today.
First the corners...

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It still could use a good vacuum, but it has been clean for about a month now thank you very much!

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No, I am not cheating...this is not someone else's kitchen. We have been busy changing our countertops and putting in a new back splash. This was a good chance for me to start a new relationship with this corner. We'll see how long it lasts...

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So this laundry room corner is clearly the corner I am least proud of.  I'm afraid it has only gotten worse.  The entire counter is out of control! Actually the whole room is out of control...

Speaking of laundry rooms. This is me being real today...

Not showered, not groomed, not even close...

I even answered the door looking this way!

The sad thing is, I really didn't even notice what I looked like until a good five minutes into my conversation when I happened to look down at my mismatched slippers.

I have to admit, I was slightly embarrassed but not enough to think about it for more than a second.
The real thing about me is that, what you see is what you get. I get dressed up on Sundays or outings but that is it. I'm all about comfort and ease or in other words, I'm lazy. I would rather spend time on other things than my looks. Don't get me wrong I can be as vain as the next person when I have a function to attend. In fact, I will go to great lengths to put together just the right outfit. But then it's over and I'm back being lazy.
I get annoyed easily. I am not patient with grown ups. I have a hard time pretending that I'm not annoyed. So I avoid adults who annoy me.
Now here is another truth for you...most people who know me well, know that I HATE cooking. I really, really do. But what you may not know is that I hate it so much that my poor family actually suffers. If Aric did was not so willing to pick up my slack we would all be eating cereal for every meal. I would take cleaning the kitchen and toilets ANY day over cooking. If we ever won the lottery I would hire a personal chef in a heartbeat. I may joke about this, but it really is a source of shame for me. What kind of woman doesn't enjoy feeding her family?! I am working on this issue of mine. I have been diligently working on a serious meal plan. I'll let you know how it goes...
I have road rage. Thankfully having children has helped me bite my tongue, so now I only swear in my head or when I'm alone. I cannot and will not ever understand stupid drivers.
One last confession...the real Jessica relives almost every conversation she's ever had. I am not joking. I think about what I said and how I said it. I think about how it may have been misinterpreted. I worry about how many times I interrupted and if I spoke too much. I'm always afraid that I dominated the conversation and that I didn't listen enough. I worry that I was too honest. Once I had a conversation with my beloved Grandma Marion. In the middle of the conversation I said "...to be honest with you..." and she instantly said "is there any other way to be?" For some reason that has always stayed with me, so sometimes I might be too blunt. Most of the time I tell too much and I am sure I make people uncomfortable. It's like a disease and I don't know how to cure it. I'm just grateful that my family and friends love me in spite of my condition.
So there you have it...the REAL Jessica. Now go on and see how real you can be...