Post-confessional
After many calming moments spent by myself because frankly, I am unfit for human society and calls to boy and long and lenghty talk with designer friend, Anna, I am semi-normal again.
I feel though that I will never be completely normal till the whole wedding is signed, dealed and delivered.
I never realised that there was such a bossy, obstinate, rigid, ungenerous, uber-sensitive, wanting to be perfectionist, uncomprimising, instant gratificationist me inside of me.
I knew I was self-involved, but more the laid-back, bohemian kind
(big sigh out)
The boy thinks its because I am no sense of timing.
Could be.
Could be that I am huffing and puffing way too early.
Could be that I want to get really get started on this and the boy is truly the laid-back, bohemian kind who only gets motivated about job, finances and car and me.
Could be that I am just nuts.
(little sigh out)
I am slowly accepting this so-not-attractive part of me.
World, I am Me. And I am a (gulp) bossy anal retentive.
Bossy Anals of the world, welcome me to your fold.
5 comments:
Darling I know exactly what you are going through. I think I am a hidden "Bossy Anal". And sometimes what upsets me the most is that Orwell is so laid back that he makes me look worse than I actually am.
Oh, I alwasy knew I was bossy and anal! It's part of my job!
Deep breathe.
so, to take your mind off all this...(lol) I'm tagging you...
well, from someone who is def not AR, poor dear, you must be suffering! all the best for your further plans though.
akkare - thank god there are many of us. Sigh. The boy is like orwell too...all laid back and making me look worse.
paperback - now that i have accepted who I am, it's easier to move on ... and breathe.
beks - thanks!
Hillgrandmom - thank you!
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