So, I was reminded today that all the mistakes I made were made as an adult

Things about me that frustrate or irk me
yes, that's a word, and that's my story):

I like to take photographs. I know funny way to start this post, but you see, I take photographs because I do not like to be in photographs. I am not necessarily pretty. From time to time I have had a nice body, from time to time when I get dressed up I look nice. There are some picture or me where I look good but as a general rule I can not wake up, get dressed and head out the door and have someone find me pretty.

Yeah sure beauty is only skin deep, blah blah blah, but I was not dealt the best face, hair, body or anything else. Do men find me attractive, I don't believe they do off hand, maybe when I was younger. Maybe when I was fit my body was nice. Maybe when I was dressed up I looked pretty but if they saw me on any given tuesday morning, lol, no.

Yes, I have had men in my life (I can name them but I wouldn't want to post it online) that find me pretty, but because I know them really well I can safely say I became more attractive when they got to know me.

I do not have a pretty voice, although I know of few people who really like my voice....to me it sounds kinda mechanical and nasal.

I did not finish college, although I am not sure I would have ever been satisfied in a career that would have come from a degree when I was young. I am a really good student I was just never quite certain what I wanted to do with my life and now I want to do dozens of things.

I learned just enough to be mediocre at the piano, I could have and I should have learned more.

I do not have many friends. If I died today I can count on my hands the people who would show up at my funeral, and I cannot guarantee they would even show up because if I die before my husband he would not know who to tell or call. I hate the fact that I do not have a lot of friends, the day I hate it most is on my birthday, believe me I will expound on that later.

I am not close to my brothers(from my mother). My oldest brother and I have a very strained but amicable relationship, I would know be able to pick his wife out in a crowd and I do not know my nephews at all. I have 2 brothers that were not raised with me at all, they do not keep in contact with me, although I could be better at calling Lawrence.

I procrastinate, sometimes on everything.....
I bite my nails, I know.....lol, but if they weren't brittle and didn't have ridges, like ruffles' I might take better care of them.
I do not have a pretty smile, my lips pretty much disappear when I smile.
I have a hard time telling people when I am hurt.
I get hurt when people leave.
I battle my weight, even when I am thin it is a battle to stay that way, this one I have learned to accept and live with.
I am allergic to MSG, that might seem insignificant but I cannot eat anything with a sauce at your house or at a restaurant. No Chinese food, no Hot dogs, no chips, no gravy, no soups, none of that, EVER.