Confession Time:
This was an assignment in our
blogging challenge course. Admit to
something, confess something, and really lay it on the line. Right!
I am to tell of something that
might in turn incriminate me. Get down to the nitty-gritty. While I would have
no problem talking about my MANY mistakes, I DO have a problem with self
putdowns. I have had almost my whole life.
I suffer from low self-esteem, which
I am making an effort to rectify at the request of family and close friends. So
essentially, by confessing something, it could put me into the situation of
self-putdowns again.
However, we all make
mistakes, so it would be abnormal for me to come across as though I had nothing 
to
confess.
to
confess.
So here goes:
I have trouble spelling.
I KNOW . . . I am a writer. I am
supposed to have the spelling and grammar issues down. But, alas, were it not
for the wonderful tool we dubbed ‘Spell Check’ my posts would all be atrocious.
(And yes, I used spell check for that one).
My loving husband, who works
with numbers and designs, comes to my rescue quite often as well. There are
many times when I will be in the midst of an epic tale, & suddenly, out of the
near silence of my typing, I question, “How do you spell _____?” 
*sigh* ~F7~
That is my confession. With one ‘f’
and two‘s’. Isn’t the age of computer spell check a wonderful time to be alive?
(No matter what my sixth grade spelling teacher says)
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