♫ I've got some construction going on...

I just read through the awesomeness that is our blog, and realized that almost every post I've written lately is in bullet/list form. That is far too organized. I'm going to make a mess of this one, enjoy.

Everything is my life goes exactly as I plan it to. I get everything I want. I'm happy at all times. Life really couldn't be better. I don't need more money, my job is always awesome, and my relationship is perfect. My girls are never naughty, my family is normal, and I don't believe in apologies because nobody is ever wrong. Life is perfect.

oh wait.

None of that is true, actually. In fact, that couldn't have been more inaccurate. But I've been so darn positive lately that I thought I'd make it over-the-top. Did it work?

No? I'm going to tone it down a notch then, and blend in some hard truths.

Bitterness is actually terrified of apologies and harmony. Funny how in certain situations, an apology would fix things immediately, and scare any bitterness that thought about creeping up, away.

Insane how many bridges we're ok with lighting on fire...when we could just close the bridges for construction for as long as it takes all efforts to join in. Let's face it, if a bridge collapses (it happens, it's ok), and if a person is rebuilding that bridge from one end, and the other person isn't working hard on their end, the bridge is never going to get finished, right?

Integrity: n. Steadfast adherence to a strict moral or ethical code; unity. If you want to be a leader, a peacemaker, a boss, a parent, a husband, or wife...you can't really lack this trait. Unless you're young. Then you're forgiven. But if you're old, and you act young, you're breaking the rules.

It's too easy to expect perfection. Expecting the best out of somebody is harder, but then you're not setting them up for failure. Excellence is obtainable, perfection is not. Thus, why we worship a God, and not each other.

Is hereby quitting sarcasm for the day.

Yours Truly,
Nomz