So, those ten things …
I’ll admit that this was incredibly challenging because of the aforesaid yeah, but …’s
Outside (quite the hardest part):
- I have a quite magnificent back. And waist (from the back). Seriously. Everyone (who has seen it) says it is my best feature. I should make Don take a photo and dazzle you all with it.
- Despite all the kidlets, the rack is still in good order and impressive.
- I have an amazingly adorable little toes.
- I have long and elegant fingies (this is for my lovely husband, who adores them).
- I have very, very good skin. I don’t know what I have done to deserve it, but it is bright and clean and blemish-free
Inside (now that I’m coming to write it, this is equally as difficult and has taken much longer than the physical):
- I’m wicked-smart: I can turn my hand to anything I have a mind to – knitting, interlectual pursuits, sewing, accounting, building, analysis, baking – I’m your woman.
- I’m stubborn and tenacious: I will follow anything through ’til the bitter end, despite any obstacles thrown at me.
- I try very hard to be a good mother: I have very wonderful babies, so must be doing something right.
- I’m an engaging correspondent: otherwise the whole seven of you wouldn’t still be here reading this dross, would you?
- I know stuff: I want to know everything! And my goodness, if anyone asks me a question (am the go-to girl for all manner of non-sequitorial difficult questions at the Salt Mines), I’ll find the answer, or die trying. Mostly I’ll find the answer.
Also, I will reiterate that this was really very difficult. I think it says a great deal about how we are socialised to self-deprecate and I would very much recommend that you undertake the exercise, if for nothing other than the whole being confronted with yourself thing.
Also, while I’m talking myself up, I’m a pretty stellar dancer.