Tell us about a guilty pleasure that you hate to love.
Hmmm…. let’s think about this. My husband is still with me (after 44 years) meaning that one of my guilty pleasures that I hate to love was not collecting husbands. I suppose I am a one man woman. I belong to Facebook, a guilty pleasure that I actually love. I was just a little bit addicted to Facebook games. Not a lot, I did have a pet in Petville, a house and appartment in Yoville, a farm in Farmville and my favourite was my Café in Cafe World. I even cured myself of most of the games I hated to love, but Cafe World remained until the bitter end, when I one day decided there is another life out there, so I closed my Café. Do I miss it? Absolutely not. I now have more time to blog, do the washing, the ironing, clean windows, clean the kitchen, keep the bathroom clean and go to my Tai Chi classes once a week. In between in my spare time I do a little gardening and spoil my three cats (and my husband, if he is not spoiling me).
But after reading what I have written, I seem to be the perfect example of a housewife to be admired. And now to admit my guilty secret, my guilty pleasure that I hate to love. No-one is perfect.
So here it is, the naked truth. This is my left hand. Nothing special really. OK, it is not the best of hands, not ideal for a Nivea Cream advertisement or whatever. Being a golden oldie, there are a few marks to tell my age. No do not look too close at the fingernails. I do not bite my nails, never did. They grew to enormous lengths when I was younger, and were painted in various colours from pink to black. Today I do not bother with manicure, otherwise I could not type so well on the keyboard of the computer. No the problem is the surroundings of the nails. Just have a nibble now and again. Perhaps I suffer from a vitamin deficiency that chewing around the nails helps to combat. Am I nervious? Not really, although I can tend to make everyone in my surroundings feel a bit nervous now and again. So there it is, the naked truth. I chew around my fingernails from time to time, and I hate loving it.
Sometimes this Daily Prompt thing reminds me of some sort of addict organisation. “My name is Angloswiss and I do things I hate to love.”