I know I can be amusing, and stuff, but sometimes my neurotic insecurities (or would that be insecure neuroses?) really make me nuts. So while I am appreciative that, despite the fact I am this quivering mass of insecurity, I am still fun to be around, I really wish I had a little bit more confidence.
Maybe someday I will. Right around the time I convince my husband to wear matching sweatshirts and drive an RV cross-country.
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Funny how we develop the public personalities and people who don’t know us well actually believe we’re confident and all that. I know what you mean about wishing for a bit more real confidence. And matching sweatshirts?? I wonder though, does your husband “allow” the Christmas sweater or the Christmas sweatshirt? I am not allowed to buy one of those for either of us. Just wondered if you were forbidden to do so as well.
No matching sweatshirts at all–I think the quote would be “Or I could just go hang myself.”
I just think it’d be a hoot to see my cool Spouse in a bright red Grandpa sweatshirt (because it’ll take until my son has kids of his own to convince him).