It’s the Flawesome Awards!
I was nominated to do this tag award by the wonderful Gemma at Oh, but darling.
The Flawesome Award was created by Sophia Ismaa Writes to celebrate our flaws that make us unique and quite frankly, awesome. This is what Sophia has said – “How many times do we see an award that celebrates all things bright and shiny and sunny in a person? How often do we forget that our weaknesses can be a strength? Our flaws make us human, our flaws tell us more about who we are, and in turn we turn those flaws into awesome strengths. In short, our flaws make us #flawesome.”
Here are the rules
– Link back the Creator.
– Display the Award.
– List 3 flaws.
– Tag 10 people.
My flaws. Wow… to pick only three.
1.) My moral compass points so far north, its like a Polar Cap. I am incapable of letting even one thing slide when it comes to this. I have even been known to travel ALL THE WAY back to a store to return as little as fifty cents when cashiers have given me too much change. Things like this can of course be a time suck, leading me to be late for something, or make someone wait longer than they should have had to… can anyone say chain reaction? This is a weird flaw for me though, because I am no angel. I do all sorts of crazy things. I cuss like sailor, drink like a fish, and have been know to be a bit of a bad girl. When it comes to ANYTHING that could be perceived as stealing, or lying, or cheating though. Nope, nope, nope. I call others out on this stuff as well. I am totally judgy when say, my husband comes home and tells me that he got the sale price for something that was no longer on sale because it rung up wrong. I’m all like, “Well you should have said something to them”, and I give him that ‘mom’ stare. It’s gotten to the point where he just laughs at me and leaves me to cringe for a bit until I get over it.
2.) I’m a procrastinator. Not in everything, but I will admit, my bed isn’t made yet and its almost noon, and I’m not even going to tell you how long it’s been since I dusted. You are probably saying to yourself, “That doesn’t sound like such a big deal”, but here’s the kicker. I don’t tolerate my husband doing the same exact thing. When he has a job to do, I am impatient as hell. I want it done NOW. I justify this double standard because he forgets. If he puts something off, it totally leaves his mind. He will never do it because he won’t remember it. I know I need to dust. I just don’t do it. It’s no better. In this, I also suck at life. My poor husband. I’m lucky he loves me and puts up with my shit.
3.) Cigarettes. I try to quit. Seems like when I do though, I just smoke more. I like to think I want to quit, but, the truth is, I love smoking. I enjoy the hell out of it. Especially when I have a cocktail in my hand. I KNOW how terrible it is for me. I KNOW how much better I would feel if I quit. I KNOW how much money I would save. Is it a bad thing that I am secretly hoping for pregnancy not only because I would just be tickled to have a child with my husband, but I also know that is probably the only way I will willingly quit this terrible habit?
I hope you had as much fun laughing at my flaws as I do laughing at myself for having them! Being able to laugh at yourself is a great quality to have. I swear it staves off insanity!
Tags will be up on Twitter shortly, remember to check the blogs of those I tag. You may just find something great!