I must be Dory's cousin... I have long term consistency issues...

I love ice cream.

And Nutella.

I'm also a pretty big fan of pizza.

And cookies.

And I don't mind cooking/baking at all.
Food. I kinda have a little thing for food.
Ok, a big thing, a rather disturbing obbsession thing...

But I don't like running, it's uncomfortable (to put it lightly). And I absolutely loathe washing dishes. Both of which are kind of big problems... The only jeans that I comfortably fit into are so worn out and torn up that it's really not all that modest for me to wear them in public anymore...

I don't mind yoga, I enjoy the simple, equipment-free exercises on Pinterest, I enjoy swimming (except for having to wash my hair afterwards), and I love to dance to any kind of music.

My problem is that I am the most inconsistent person in the whole world. And I don't completely mind it... I'm glad that I was homeschooled because I can't stand the monotony of classes. It's only exciting for the first two weeks and then I need something new, or a switch in the schedule, or a different teacher, or subject matter, or... something...

But when it comes to exercise, or washing dishes, you don't get good results from inconsistent efforts. The pants fit. But only for a couple days and then they don't again. The kitchen is spotless. But only until the next meal.

I really do want to be more consistent in things, but after a little while it feels like someone is forcing a plastic bag over my head. I would rather have teeth pulled than have to wash the dishes every day (I'm not even going to bother mentioning every meal). And, yes, I have had teeth pulled. Four of them. I am well acquainted with the process. I would still rather have teeth pulled.

I've thought that maybe if I took a dance class that it would force a certain amount of consistency on me, just because I'd actually have to go every week. But those things cost money and we're trying to save money. Besides, doesn't that defeat the whole purpose? I wouldn't actually be learning consistency, I'd merely be forcing myself into a mold of it, making myself just look like it... Or does it?

Not sure what the point of this post is, but hey, I posted :-)

I have to say that I am incredibly thankful for my husband, the "life coach", who has helped me to wade through the craziness of, well, me. I'm finding more and more, every day, my interests, faults, and hidden dreams and fears. Maybe before we head home tonight (we're at Starbucks) he'll help me wade through this too. Maybe I need a short term goal. I do short term pretty well, y'know, like two weeks or shorter ;-)

Samia