As a kid I suffered from the holy trinity of an introvert. I was shy, sensitive and serious. Really serious. On the exterior at least. Inside I was always a huge goofball, I was just way too inhibited to share that fact with most people. So, I'd entertain myself this funny running inner dialogue. With myself. Sometimes I'd even mouth the words to what I was thinking in my head. In fact, I still both of those. And I'm embarrassed I just told you that. So are my kids.
While most of the people I knew in my teens and twenties were letting loose having a great time, I wasn't. Cause I wouldn't allow myself to. I don't think I even knew how to back then. I actually had to learn how to have fun. And that it was ok to drop my guard and not be miss perfect. Cause the thing about being miss perfect is you always fail anyway. But, I didn't learn these things until my 30's and 40's.
God, I wasted so much freakin' time!
So this is why:
I'm totally wearing this viking hat all over Colorado Springs that my neighbor crocheted for me. Ok, she crocheted it for my kids, but I love it so much I can't stop wearing it. I don't care who's staring at me. Ok, I do. It makes me totally uncomfortable. But, I'm still going to wear the hat, regardless.
I purchased underwear from Costco because it was less than $2/a pair. Then I put them on and then directly into the Goodwill pile. Then got in the car and went to GAP Body to get the more expensive underwear that is totally freakin' comfortable. There is something really dysfunctional about wearing uncomfortable underwear.
I bought not one, but two shades of blue eye liner and fully intend to wear them.
Oh, yeah. I'm letting loose and getting totally crazy! Want to join me? Then we could be in a whole dys-FUN-ctional relationship together.