...that I am incapable of maintaining an exercise routine for more than two weeks.
....that I can eat 27 Bit o' Honey candies in one day.
...and speaking of candy, I know that the average 9 year old can pack 7 Tart n Tiny candies into each nostril. If you don't know what Tart n Tiny candies are, you were not a child of the 70s.
...that when packing for a trip, it is wise to pack for more than one type of weather. I know this, and yet I ignore this wisdom pretty much every time I go somewhere.
...that deciding, when very intoxicated, that you could dance so much better if you were barefoot can lead to a trip to the emergency room. A very expensive trip to the emergency room. That I am still paying for.
...that yelling at a crying child oddly does not make it stop crying.
...that your common house-hold vacuum does not double as a wet/dry vac, no matter how much you need it to because 20 gallons of fish-tank water are flooding your new family room.
...that no matter how hard it is, I need to refrain from giving my ex-husband dating advice. It's just that I could save him SO. MUCH. TROUBLE. if only he'd listen.
...that I can never again live somewhere that it rains 300 days of the year. It's raining right now for the first time in weeks, and I am fighting the urge to kill someone.
...that "less is more" does not describe me in any way. And the odd thing is, it used to.
...that I will never again attempt to be someone I'm not just to please my partner.
...that I am so, so lucky to have met a man who loves me for who I am, and that he loves my daughter as if she were his own.