The other day I wrote a post about the things I was too afraid to tell you which was a completely true, real and different from what you see now days. Its' true, the blogging world is full of pretty things. and happy mamas, clean houses and perfectly styled/dressed children... and that's okay.
But after holly read my post she contacted me and asked if I’d join her, Mandey, Joni, Chelsea, and Megan once a week as she hosts a linky party called "let's get real." Which I of course was thrilled to do.
Once a week, on Mondays, we will write about something uncomfortable or something we'd normally be afraid to share. We're hoping this will inspire others to write & improve on themselves. Reflection is an awesome tool & incredibly therapeutic. If you're not sure what to write about, here are some ideas/examples:
- a body part or personality trait you are self-conscious about
- a struggle you're currently going through
- a struggle you overcame
- something that happened to you
- a scary encounter
- a move you were reluctant to make
- a chance you didn't take
- dealing with daily pressures (wife, mother, work, etc.)
Okay here's mine:
Cody (the husband) and I have one of the same fights over and over… Its about Money and who pays the bills, and what money is his and what is mine. Since we both work and put both of our money into that same account I feel like it should be both of ours. (right?) But he doesn't.
It goes as far as nit-picking as to who makes more, then who works more hours and then who spends more, blah blah blah. It will always be the same fight it will never be resolved unless I stop working which wont happen.
But, I also have to admit that I spend money like its nothing because I feel entitled to it. I work hard for “my” money and I would rather spend it on things that will create memories for Wyatt and I or to go on dates with the husband. Do things that we will talk about later in our life. Because I know that I will not remember the time we saved all our money to never use it. Or I might, but then I’d be a bitter old hag.