Confession Wednesday 11/11

Bless me blog readers for I have sinned.  It has been 1 week since my last confession.  And since today is Wednesday, I declare it to be Confession Wednesday.

Onto my secret craziness . . .

I confess that not once, but twice, last week I allowed Ellerie to wallow around in a mildly offensive diaper, because I knew that hubby was moments from being home, and I felt that it was his turn to change her.  I am an equal opportunity parent like that.  

I confess that instead of doing laundry this morning, I watched my DVRed Grey's Anatomy episodes, drank coffee and did pretty much little else.  El was napping because of a cold, and Ab and E were at school.  Consequently, it was blissfully quiet and wonderful!

I confess that I did not feel guilty at all for the above confession.

I confess that I also consumed a large chocolate bar at 9am during my couch potato moment.

Which brings me to my next confession . . . I have not been to the gym in ages.  When my trainer texted me about the next time that he would see me, I didn't recognize his number it had been so long, and I thought, for a moment, that I had a mysterious stalker.

I confess that I was a tad disappointed when I realized that I did not, in fact, have an admirer, but instead, I had a mildly ticked off personal trainer.

I confess that I considered telling my trainer that my family had had the swine flu as my reason for my lack of attendance.  I didn't do it though, because I was afraid that that would jinx me into actually getting the swine flu.

I confess that at times I am ridiculously superstitious.

I confess this embarrasses me.

I confess I am pooped, and it is only 8 pm.

I confess, I am giving in and going to bed.

Aaaaaah.

Much better!