Because I love meme's

 
 Six things/habits/quirks about me
 
 - I talk to my dogs. And I don't just mean "Good girl Marley" and the usual stuff. When Chris isn't home, and sometimes even when he is, I talk to her almost constantly. Not just about regular stuff, too. I asked her what she thought about real vs. fake flowers for the wedding yesterday. She seemed indifferent, and I assume it's because she won't be at the wedding anyway. (There are times when we are all home, I will be talking to Marley and Chris will come down the hallway and ask what I said... Then gives me a weird look when I say I was talking to Marley.) And, no, I don't make decisions based on Marley's response/reaction to my questions and stuff. I usually ask her, and talk to her about things I need to figure out myself and just need to hear it aloud. I used to talk to Patches a lot, but he doesn't go online anymore.
 
 - I love cooking. I love baking. And yet I can't do it. When I have guests, I can pull off fancy meals that are healthy, interesting and tasty, but when it is just Chris and I, I struggle to make anything more creative than spaghetti. (There isn't anything wrong with spaghetti, per se, but it gets old... when you eat it for a week straight each month.)
 
 - I am overly neurotic at work. Once I've organized something, it irks me when things get moved, or aren't put back just right. And yet, our house is a freaking sty. Papers everywhere, right now there is papers and boxes and packing stuff everywhere, and laundry that lives it's whole life in baskets. Why do you think our bedroom door is closed when we have guests? It's terrible in there, too. That's where the overflow and the 'quick-we-have-guests-coming-over-where-should-I-put-this?' goes.
 
 - A lot of people tell me that they think I am outgoing and independant, strong and determined, self-confident, blah blah blah. And yet I hide from social situations (not always, getting better, but have to start all over in Edson), depend on Chris way more than I probably should - mostly emotionally and psychologically. I think I am relatively strong physically, if I was compared to most women, especially younger ones, but emotionally and psychologically, I am weak. And I mean weak! I know that some of the reasons for my thinking this, some people would argue is just sensitivity, but I also think that by now (24.5 years old) I should have learned to deal with things a little better. I also feel that the long period of time (starting in mid/late teens) being on the antidepressants, might have something to do with that. I feel like when I came off of the pills, I was emotionally where I was when I started taking them. (so 16 or 17 @ 24.5 years old).
 
    As for determined, well, I see it as stubborn, and the self confidance is primarily a wall I built to keep me from cowering while out in public. Again, not as bad as I make it sound, I am sure, but I still feel more comfortable going anywhere with someone else. I can handle grocery shopping, going to the lirary, basic errands, but as for getting meals anywhere, I feel like I am being judged if I go somewhere alone to eat. So I don't. I don't think I ever have, not including drive thru's.
 
 - What's that now? Four. Great, I have to find 2 more... Um... I get cravings to exercise. A lot. And I sometimes actually do something about it. A lot less lately because it has been so cold, and most recently because of the packing frenzy that we are starting.
 
 - I am aching to do crafty stuff. I have cross stitching stuff somewhere, and a couple of cross stitch projects started, I am in the middle of planning/excecuting some things for the wedding, that now have been put on hold until after we've packed, moved, cleaned, unpacked, organized, relaxed a bit... Then I will realize the wedding date is creeping up behind me, I will freak out a little bit, and get started on them again. Luckily, none of them are urgent. Ok, one of the projects is relatively urgent, but that's because once I am done with them, they are going to someone else who is doing something else time consuming to them, and then back to me to finish them, and then do the other stuff I have to do with them...
 
  I have a sewing machine, and don't really know how to use it. Self-taught is kind of hard, so the projects I have done have fairly crappy seams.
 
  I also want to learn to knit, especially before we have kids, so I can make little booties and hats and stuff. And I am thinking of trying to follow in my aunt's footsteps and start trying to make some journal type books, but I think I will start with something simpler.
 
 
 
I'm also not going to tag anyone, because the people I know who have blogs have either already done it, or will if they choose to. Who am I to tell them what to do?