What does the author of this blog and the little girl below have in common?
Sometimes you have to eat humble pie. And I'm eating it right now. I kind of wish it was chocolate pie, but it's not. I had a huge helping yesterday, and the day before, and this pie is flippin huge. Living alone kind of turned me into this little girl/foot wart. And when I say kind of, I probably mean like 2x worse than this one... Luckily I have a crazy little roommate who can bring the crazy out of me and in doing so, has shown me some of those traits that are really me, not the fake/best self I can be me. And thankfully she's been very gracious when I had no other choice but to say sorry for being a real witch, today, and yesterday, and the day before, and this morning, and last night while I was sleep talking. And I'm grateful that we can change and that Heavenly Father keeps giving us chances every time we act like little Veruca Salt here.