Bloggers (including myself) often write posts with random facts about themselves. I usually post weird stories about how my face made a woman cry once, or talk about my glue collection, but rarely do people post random negative facts about themselves. I thought, why not? Why not face the facts and put myself out there? Sometimes the negative traits in someone can add to their charm, right? OK maybe not, but here we go anyway!

1. I have a temper. I’m 0-60 in .2 seconds. I can stub my toe on a chair leg and immediately climb to a rage like you’ve never seen before. In my mind I’m plotting the death of a litter of kittens and a cruise ship full of retired adventure seekers (please note that this is a joke. I don’t want to murder anything). However, give me a second to come back down to earth and I am completely level headed.

2. I’m not good at saying thank you. It’s embarrassing that I actually have to make an effort to say thank you to people who do nice things for me. It’s not that I don’t appreciate it, but I’m not one who easily expresses my feelings (unless that feeling is rage…see #1) and gratitude is not something that comes naturally to me.

3. I’m terrible at saving my money. I live by the “it’s just money, I will make more“ philosophy, but in reality there are hard times in life when I might NOT make more. I’ve lived through three lay-offs during my career and yet I still can’t manage to keep my savings account in the triple digits. Maybe one day when I have children to think about I will make this a priority, but for now I’m going to keep spending my hard earned cash on shit I don’t need.

4. In the morning when I first get to work and when I get home from work I’m grumpy for at least 30 minutes. I hear “good morning!” from a cheerful co-worker and it takes every shit I have left to give to this world to smile and say it back. It’s not that I don’t like my co-workers (they are my favorite thing about my job). It’s just that I don’t want people to talk to me or enter my bubble of grump until I’ve had time to let my caffeine kick in and get settled, or decompress from my commute home. Friends, family and co-workers don’t deserve my bubble of grump. It’s not pretty.

5. I’m messy. I’ve never been good at picking up after myself and out of pure laziness I will leave trash in my car for weeks before I take advantage of the garbage cans they place next to the gas pumps. Craft supplies and half finished projects can be found under the couch, on the kitchen table, in the basket where I keep my hair products. It’s quite embarrassing considering I come from a house that was always spotless. My mom combed the fringe on her couch for goodness sake. How did I become the disaster child?!

That’s about all the self loathing I can muster for today. I hope you still like me even though I’m flawed . Anyone want to join in the “I’ve got room for improvement” fun? Link me if you post something or leave a comment. It’s like free therapy.