Shortly before Christmas, James started asking me about books
'We've never really had the book chat, have we?'
'We've never really had the book chat, have we?'
'No, I guess we haven't'
I mean we've had the Harry Potter chat - FYI, I'm a Ravenclaw, Neville Longbottom is my hero and Bellatrix Lestrange is my mortal enemy.
What he was referring to is that while we each know the other has a love of reading, we've never really delved into a chat about authors and genres, although in hindsight this seems remiss of me.
I bore other people, sometimes actual strangers, with my book chat daily.
What he was referring to is that while we each know the other has a love of reading, we've never really delved into a chat about authors and genres, although in hindsight this seems remiss of me.
I bore other people, sometimes actual strangers, with my book chat daily.
He's lost me in bookstores for a good ten minutes because
something has caught my eye and I've swooped towards it for a closer inspection. When he picked 'You Do You' as one of my gifts, he did so partly because it's something I say quite often, but also because Sarah Knight featured pretty high on my list of favourite authors.
For someone who called their blog The Quirky Queen, has blue ombre hair and wears neon pink fluffy flamingo slippers, I'd love to say that being unaffected by what Judgey McJudgerson has to say is something I do with ease - unfortunately it isn't.
For someone who called their blog The Quirky Queen, has blue ombre hair and wears neon pink fluffy flamingo slippers, I'd love to say that being unaffected by what Judgey McJudgerson has to say is something I do with ease - unfortunately it isn't.
I feel sometimes like Sarah's voice is a more 'walk the walk' version of the voice in my head.
I'm perfectly happy to identify when it's appropriate to be a bit difficult, like when mine or others mental well being, happiness or safety is in jeopardy but with the possible exception of safety, I'm not always so good at taking what's into my head and bringing it out into the universe.
I can care far too much about what others think, whether it's the girl serving me at a restaurant blatantly making fun of me - for the record, I rock a matilda-esque hair bow - or a pass remarkable moron passing comment on how many slices of cheeseless pizza I've consumed (it was four and it was my first pizza in nearly two years, leave me be).
I can care far too much about what others think, whether it's the girl serving me at a restaurant blatantly making fun of me - for the record, I rock a matilda-esque hair bow - or a pass remarkable moron passing comment on how many slices of cheeseless pizza I've consumed (it was four and it was my first pizza in nearly two years, leave me be).
Something I really loved about reading this book was the section on mental redecorating, taking what you consider to be a weakness and turning or repainting it into a strength.
It's something I'm going to adopt from now on.
I won't go into much more detail about the book as I wouldn't like to take away from anything that others could take from reading it themselves but I would thoroughly recommend it.
My insecurities won't disappear overnight,
I won't wake up tomorrow and become an asshat that doesn't filter her thoughts before speech or action in the spirit of 'being me' (hopefully)
but I will certainly question which portions of what others think and expect of me I allow to influence me and will absolutely challenge myself before becoming someone else's Judgey McJudgerson.
My insecurities won't disappear overnight,
I won't wake up tomorrow and become an asshat that doesn't filter her thoughts before speech or action in the spirit of 'being me' (hopefully)
but I will certainly question which portions of what others think and expect of me I allow to influence me and will absolutely challenge myself before becoming someone else's Judgey McJudgerson.
