So before I get to today's challenge, I get asked a lot why I am doing this. It's a good question. Thirty days of uncomfortable tasks doesn't really make any sense unless there is some reason, right? Well, I had found that I was saying no to just about everything because there was some form
For those of you looking for the reason that Saturday's post was late - here it is - I went without technology all day Sunday. No phone, no computer. I was too tired by the time Saturday night came to write the post, then I couldn't do it on Sunday because I was technology free.
Sorry this one is late. I have a pretty good excuse, but you'll have to read tomorrow's post to see what it is. I have to admit, this one is a bit simpler than most. But, I had to think of a task that I could do with all the normal stuff of life that
I love improv comedy, and Ann and the boys would swear that I am pretty quick witted, but that is something that I don't let out in the open very often - probably because I am not comfortable. So I figured that a great place to get myself a good, long way out of my
Yesterday was a tough one to come up with a task for. I was going to be spending almost the whole day at Disneyland - what could be uncomfortable about Disneyland? Well, a lot actually. I don't love Disneyland anywhere near as much as Ann does, but that's another story. But I couldn't think of
If you know me, you know that I am shy. I like people. I don't mind talking to people at all. But I am TERRIBLE at starting a conversation with people that I don't know. I don't know why. I watch what other people do that seem to effortlessly engage total strangers in conversation and
I have an amazing dad. He grew up in a tough homelife (to put it nicely), but he made sure that my sister and I never had to deal with any of the garbage that he did. He loved us and we knew it. He always provided for our family, but he made sure that
Sorry, this didn't get posted last night, but these days things are getting crazy. We didn't get home from my nephew's graduation and celebratory dinner last night until almost 11 and there was no way that I was writing this then... For yesterday's task, I did a little bit of a different kind of uncomfortable.
Cleaning is not my favorite. Never has been. Never will be. I put it off at all costs. Of course, I have my regular chores. I do the dishes. I vacuum. I steam clean the floor. I even clean the shower. But the kitchen and the bathroom? I avoid cleaning either of them. So today,
I have a terrible memory. Absolutely awful. And where this rears its ugly head the most is in remembering people's names. So from an early age, I came up with a defense mechanism. I called almost no one by their name. When I would see someone I knew, my greeting would be, "Hey, what's up?"
