You Hate Yourself When... (Part II)

You hate yourself after ripping the seat of your most worn out, soft and comfortable jeans rips out and then you put on your favorite pair of pajama pants and the same thing happens in the same night! Perhaps that just means I sit too much or I wash my clothes WAY too much.

You find you hate yourself when on a Friday night you are sitting alone, with nothing to do, no one to see and nothing to do. Perhaps you just hate that you have nothing going on and not yourself though.

You find you hate yourself also after a days work cleaning half the house you are as sore and achey as if you ran 7 miles. Perhaps you just hate your love for food. Darn Girl Scouts' and your cookies my body are screaming out to you through pain and soreness!