You know what I have? Secrets. “Dirty little secrets” that I rarely if ever let anyone see. The things I keep hidden from the outside world, the thoughts I never say (shocker – she does have a filter), the things I try not to let you see and the habits I work to hide.
In an effort to live my life as authentically as possible (which I’ve always tried to do with sincerity & honesty) I’ve decided it’s time to share the things that make me, me. The quirky, silly, annoying & sometimes even embarrassing parts that make up the whole of me.
Why? I guess to encourage others that we’re not alone in our idiosyncrasies. Social media has made perfection easy to fake and I don’t wanna fake it. I want to be the true, faulted human God has created me to be, because it’s in acknowledging my failings I can work to be better (or embrace them completely).
So, deep breath here we go!
DLS #1 – My Kitchen looks like something exploded: when I bake. No kidding, I do my best to avoid having anyone see what my kitchen looks like when I bake. Back when Baking Life Healthy was running, I’d keep the front blinds drawn so that customers coming to the door for warm baked goods couldn’t see the catastrophe behind me.
In general it’s a pretty clean place, especially now that we are living in a constant state of Gluten Watch but when it’s time for the magic to happen, all bets are off. Flour flies, dishes are everywhere and there are always multiple items being constructed & experimented with at the same time. I mean, if I’m gonna have a mess to clean up anyways, I might as well make it worth the while right?
DLS #2 – I sweat, uncontrollably: when I workout. It’s seriously disgusting and there’s not a thing I can do about it. I’ve got fancy workout gear, I keep the house as cool as possible, I use towels & I drink copious amounts of water. The only thing I won’t do is reduce the intensity because, dude – if your heart’s not thundering, what’s the point?!
Now I wear deodorant (see DLS#3) but let’s be real that stuff is only meant for under your arms. I’m pretty sure applying it to my forehead would go against manufacturer’s instructions. That and I’m guessing nobody’s tested what happens with the aluminum sinking into your brain….(I have no idea if it does, but I wonder)
DLS #3 – If I could afford it I would TOTALLY get Botox: in my armpits! I know, I know weird right? But not really. You see I sweat, A LOT and it’s really gross. I have tried all different antiperspirants/deodorants and while some work better than others, I’ve yet to find one that really does the job. And I haven’t found ANY that help when I work out (see DLS #2).
It’s not just the sweat either, it’s the smell. Sweat itself doesn’t smell, but the warm, moist environment is a prime location for bacteria to grow which equates to bacteria stink & me a nasty, smelly mess. The other problem is that I really don’t love the idea of putting aluminum on my skin, in my armpits near any breast tissue I may have (HA!), but natural deodorants are completely ineffective. To date armpit Botox is coming up as a safe alternative to antiperspirants/deodorants. Since it’s gonna be years before I’ll be able to afford the treatment, I have time to wait and see if it stays that way.
DLS #4 – Sometimes I go the bathroom not to use it but to: get my children’s attention. Sadly, this is not a joke. There have been days when nobody is listening, nothing is getting done and I am getting hoarse from yelling (see DLS #5). Instead of completely losing my mind or moving out, I just head straight for the nearest toilet. Within seconds of the “click” from the light switch both my girls are meandering in there. Then we have a meaningful conversation as I sit on the toilet, lid closed. It’s stupid that it works, but trust me it works.
(WARNING: Should you begin to employ this method of parenting I strongly suggest you stop hiding in there to eat the chocolate you don’t want to share with them. IF they find you with it, you’ll never EVER pee alone again.)
DLS #5 – I’m a yeller: and a cryer. I truly hate this part of me, and it’s something I’m working really, really hard to change. I hate that my frustration amps up my volume 25 fold in 5.2 seconds. I hate that post hollering I end up in tears because I didn’t like to holler and I loath that there are times I hear my girls mimic that tone back to me.
I, like everyone else am a work in progress, and I can truly say it’s getting better. But, in an effort to be transparent it’s not as better as it could be. I don’t yell when other people are around (unless they have really, really pushed mama’s buttons) so there’s no reason I need to do when it’s the 3 most precious people in my life.
So there you have it, just a few of the things that I’ve worked so hard to keep hidden way down deep. I hope my being transparent with you has made you feel better or even laugh a little at my expense.
What Dirty Little Secret are you hiding from the “real world”?