Day 55- About Me

I'm not doing anything productive today, so instead of posting about what I should be doing I wanted to post a little bit about me. As you've probably read in my about me section I'm not a big fan of writing about myself. It actually makes me feel like I'm creating my own online dating profile, and that's weird to put on my blog. "I'm a brunette Aquarius looking for someone who likes clean up after me. Turn ons are ice cream and salty snacks; turn offs are people who judge me for not brushing my hair."

See? It feels weird. Instead I just want to share some things that make me 'me'. If anyone has any idea why I have a panic attack when someone leaves time left on the microwave but old cereal bowls with milk on the counter don't bother me I'd love to know...


I e-mail myself almost daily. I see it as writing something down that I need to remember, but without losing the tiny post it that had sticky food residue on it to begin with.

I can't stand having a sticky detergent cap, so I throw it in the washing machine with the clothes.

There is something soothing to me about picking dried glue off the Elmer's bottle.

I can't stand when the kitchen cabinets and drawers get left open.

I used to obsessively vacuum almost every day, but now it's more like every 2 weeks.

I keep things I haven't touched in 5 years 'just in case'.

I have to cuddle a blanket to fall asleep. A pillow doesn't work.

I love garage sales, but only recently went to a thrift store.

I wear jeans almost everyday (when I do get dressed I mean ;) )

If I won $1,000,000 I wouldn't move, but I would add on and put up a fence. And hire a maid.

I brush my teeth in the shower, and I always have.

Mr. Wright and I hate fancy restaurants, and hate dressing up. We go to Q'Doba on special occasions.

I live in Alaska, but I hate being outside.

I consider myself 'crafty', but maybe produce 4 projects a year.

I own every scrapbook product ever made, but haven't made a page in 6 months.

I have less than 3 people that I'm not related to that I would call if I was having a bad day. Sometimes that makes me happy that I have such a great family, and sometimes it makes me sad that I don't really know anyone that doesn't HAVE to love me.

Sometimes I wait in the laundry room in my undies for my clean warm jammie pants to be dry. I'll leave you with that awesome mental picture for the day!