OK, so I recently confessed to downing a whole sleeve of Girl Scout cookies to you guys and I felt great afterwards, especially after reading everyone else's confessions. I've got a new one to make . . .
The other day my husband made a date to run together after work. When we got home from a long day, I told my husband that I had a headache coming on and that I probably shouldn't run, so he went without me. Well, I didn't really have a headache. Granted I did feel a tiny little something in my head, but I am not sure it could've qualified as a headache as much as how my head usually feels after work. And let's be honest, it was nothing that would have prevented me from having a nice jog with my hubby. I will say that I felt guilty the entire time and the guilt I felt while he was running and I was lying on the couch, was hardly worth it.
So there, I've confessed — hey, it happens right? Now it's your turn. Do you have anything you want to confess and get off your chest? It helps knowing that we all make mistakes and that life does indeed go on.