The girl with the freckles

Do you ever sit on your couch, watching the million reruns of Grey's Anatomy on your DVR, and wonder to yourself, "who the hell am I?" To most people, I am Tabitha. To the hubby, I am wife, and to Lil Man, I am mommy. To the vet, I am Duce's owner, and to the people I work with, I am the super awesome person that happens to be their co-worker (just kidding, but probably). To my professors, I am the good student who apparently writes well, but lets her procrastination tendencies get in the way, and doesn't submit her assignments till five minutes to the due time.

But, I think blogging has changed me... 

 

I am no longer that person who updates their status on Facebook every hour, hoping for likes. Hell, I barely even post a status, and if people really wanted to know what was going on, they could either read my blog or ask me? Yes, I'm reaching a bit here. I don't even post that many pictures anymore (that's what Instagram is for) and when I do, I am very particular. I guess I am just trying to pull back from social media. I mean, for the blog, it's one thing, but for my personal stuff, it's another. Is it bad that the people liking my stuff, are the ones whom I've met through blogging, and never actually seen them in person? Yes, I confess, I have a lot of vacations to take...

 

I am no longer that person who sits in the corner, twiddling their thumbs. I am the type of person who now gets out there and gets shit done. Hold the eff up, what the h-e-double-hockey-sticks did I just say to you? Yeah, disregard all that corner crap, it's a total lie. Sure, I get shit done, because in the words of Tina Fey, "Bitches get shit done", but I am still that shy girl, who's head is buried in her phone waiting at the doctor's office.

 

Anyways, back to what I was saying. Blah blah blah, blogging has changed me and all.

 

Well, I think I am a better dresser now (since starting my usual clothing link-up on Wed). I'm not sure if this is the one thing that comes with age, or it's because I like to take pictures of my outfits and share them with y'all. I think it's both. Even though I do like getting dressed and taking pictures, I must confess that whenever I am at home, I wear a usual uniform of yoga pants and a tank/short sleeve fitted shirt.

 

And I feel like I have a better state of mind. I know that there are people out there like me, and going through the same struggles that I am. I don't feel alone anymore, which is a good thing. Side note: I have never been that girl that has a lot of girl friends. I often find it hard to ration my time between people, and have a jealousy issue when my friends are hanging out with other people, and not inviting me. It kinda sucks. BUT with the friends that I have "met" through blogging, it's not like that. Maybe it's because we have never met in real life? Whatever the reason, I find comfort in the fact that I can e-mail someone and be able to "talk" about some things that are bothering me. It's a good feeling.  Honestly I have never done this, but I feel as if I can, and it's nice.

 

But my body image has not changed. I still feel like a busted can of biscuits and this hamster on a daily basis.
 

 

Truthfully, it kinda sucks, but eh, what evs. I don't exercise (who has time for that?), I eat junk food, and I'm a Dr. Pepper addict. Yeah, it's no ones fault, but my own, and I'm ok with that, because I will forever be the girl with the freckles, strawberry blonde hair, and a great slimming undergarment that resembles spanx.

 

 

Oh, wanna hear my favorite quote of the day, straight from my hubby's mouth? Here it is... "It's like bringing a paper airplane to a gun fight." Interpret as you wish.

Ps. This past week, I didn't take any pictures in a Maurice's dressing room or in a bar bathroom, and I felt like this post was more along the lines of a confession type/ random post, so I decided to link up with Bella & Kathy for Humpday Confessions and Shanna for Random Wednesday. Did you like? Should I do it again next week?