I’ve recently stumbled across a couple of bloggers who are engaged in projects entitled “40 before 40”. The premise being to drop 40 bad habits before their 40th birthday. I applaud any step in a positive direction. I am, however, awaiting the bottom of their lists. Because I have quite a few bad habits, but 40? That seems a pretty large number of bad habits for someone who is not, say, a hooker, a drug dealer, or a member of Congress to have, doesn’t it?
I fear that number 40 will be their resolution to leave no pencil unsharpened or something equally frivolous. I’m not embarking on this mission, but I began to wonder how many bad habits I actually do have.
2. Leaving the outside light on when I go out to smoke.
3. Sometimes forgetting to close the door when I go outside to smoke.
If I gave up #1, I could actually knock off 3 bad habits at once.
4. I have a tendency to be judgemental. The funny thing is, I’m usually right. So, is this really a bad habit or is it a gift?
5. I never properly make my bed. Some days I throw the quilt over the whole mess, but I’m not fooling anyone. Your average self-absorbed 3-year-old would be onto me in about 30 seconds. I do straighten the sheets, pillows, and blankets prior to getting into bed at night, so maybe this is only half of a bad habit.
6. I may be getting a little long in the tooth for the coonskin cap, but here’s the thing: it keeps away the crazies. Yup. Believe it or not, a grown woman sporting a coonskin cap sends out the “I’m crazier than you are— and I have the hat to prove it!” vibe. Bad habit? Or just plain smart? You tell me.
7. Kicking off my socks in the middle of the night. I’ve never had Athlete’s Foot, though. So, while it annoys the hubby, it’s probably pretty healthy. How would I go about breaking this habit, anyway? Taping my socks on? That can’t be good for the old circulation!
8. I’m a big procrastinator. In my old age I’ve discovered that this isn’t always a bad thing. Sometimes solutions present themselves over time. Not the dishes, though; they just keep piling up. Okay. So, I should get on the dishes sooner. Or, I could just leave them until my husband does them. It’s the one thing he hates and will actually attend to. Again. A method to the madness, so to speak.
9. I should lay off the shoe buying. I buy a lot of shoes. People are always commenting on my attractive footwear. (Not when I’m wearing my coonskin cap, though— perhaps it’s because the hat is so stunning! Or it may be because it’s tough to get past the hat. Or, as previously mentioned, it’s because folks shy away from crazy.) Why give up something that makes me feel good? Isn’t my self-esteem worth spending a few bucks and sacrificing closet space for? I think so.
10. Blogging— it can sometimes feel addictive. And I shouldn’t do addictive things. I should really know better. But, really? I’m meeting new people. Fostering healthy relationships (albeit cyber ones, but who cares?). Improving my writing skills. Every time I hit that “Publish” button I feel a sense of accomplishment. That can’t be a bad thing. So, I have to ask myself: If I wasn’t blogging, what might I be doing? Sure, there’s always laundry, television, and speaking to actual humans (some of whom I even live with), but I probably wouldn’t be doing much of any of those things whether I blogged or not. No. I’m not giving up blogging either.
Perhaps I’ll think of some more bad habits in the future. (I could consult Fang— I’m not sure I want to see his list of my bad habits, though!) I think that’s the top ten. Large projects really are best realized when broken into smaller parts (at least that’s what I’ve heard— I don’t tackle many large projects myself).
So, anybody have similar bad or not so bad habits?
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