I’m usually happiest at my mom’s when no one is home. I’m used to the quiet from when I grew up there as I was usually the only one home especially when hunting season came around. It’s a single story house with a basement. Three bedrooms and two bathrooms are upstairs along with a spacious living room and kitchen with a sliding glass door leading out to the deck. On the deck you can overlook the backyard but more importantly sit on the bench swing and look out at the horse pasture. It’s best there in the spring before it gets too hot so the windows can be open and I can breathe in the country air and near silence.
I honestly can’t think of something I’m good at. I’d say I’m average at most everything I try.
I really don’t consider anything to be my culture. I guess I’d call it “mutt” with a mix of a few different cultures. I really don’t feel anything about it because my culture was never really embraced in my family or growing up.
Something I would change about myself…I guess I’d change my laziness. I’m definitely a couch potato and I absolutely hate cleaning. Cleaning is not my strong suit, but then again that’s why I have my boyfriend. He does all the cleaning for me. There’s definitely a way for me to change it. Force myself to get up off my butt!
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