I confess that I am struggling to keep my mouth shut about a few things. I know it's better that I simply remain silent....but sometimes that's hard to do.
I confess that Scoote and I are talking about coming to Reunion....and I'm concerned that, if we do, you'll all figure out that she's really the nicer of the two of us.
I confess that conversations about faith and family leave me feeling like a Martian sometimes. I'm not cynical. I'm not jaded. I just believe in very little. Given my experiences....it makes sense.
I confess that I have a weird attachment/relationship with the statistical concept of standard deviation. I almost flunked out of college over it in my undergrad years....finally understanding and calculating it was a breakthrough in my grad years...and now it's back again in Lean 6 Sigma. How is it that most humans can go through their whole lives without even hearing the term....and it keeps popping up for me? Weird.
I confess that I am sooooo ready for menopause. Just sick and tired of periods. Bring it already!