Everyone has fears.
But I’m not talking about the boogeyman.
Or emotional stuff.
I’m talking about the every day stuff.
Here are mine:
- Roaches. Ugh, I hate even typing the word. They’re so disgusting. When Hurricane Ike hit a few years back, my apartment became infested with them. It was the scariest environment imaginable. Name that movie. Thank goodness for a husband (fiance at the time) that came to the rescue every time he found me sitting on the kitchen counter, holding the dog and crying. Not joking.
- Chalk. Okay, now I know this seems a little weird. I wouldn’t say I’m afraid of it. But you couldn’t pay me to touch it. I sat in the back of the college classrooms that didn’t have whiteboards, because it was all I could handle. And this is why I didn’t become a teacher.
- Velvet. And micro suede. Anything of that texture. This is actually something only my hubby & family know about me. I can’t touch it. Mr. BUB actually found a gorgeous living room set a while back, but we couldn’t buy it because I wouldn’t ever sit on it. Or touch it.
And there you have it.
The three things that you could use against me.
What are yours?