I have stayed away from this category for a while–after all, why get into it in front of the world–sort of like a weblogging Maury Povich? If you can’t see my flaws whether in person or in a weblog, why point ’em out to you?
But, that said, there is one thing I’d like to change about me that I’ve been aware of all my life and it is the very stubbornness I have that makes me cling to this stubborn nature. It’s been my nemesis and it’s even more obvious this past week and will continue into the weekend. What, you ask, could possibly be wrong with me? Well among a host of little indiosyncracies, this one’s a giant pain in the butt. It’s my "f… it, I’ll do it myself" attitude. It’s caused me loads of grief, and this weekend it’s going to either teach me to drop it or it shall doeth me in.
If nothing else, I’d like to put it on my list of "nots" when personality-picking comes around in my next life. In the meantime, with typical Catholic guilt, I’ll accept the resulting work and stress as penance.
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