Hardheaded Woman

I used to think that I wasn't stubborn. That I was a perfectly logical and reasonable girl. However, within the past year I've come to realize a few self-truths about myself that are in direct conflict with that whole "I'm logical" statement.

If someone tells me what to do, chances are that I'm going to do the opposite. Not really a good thing 'cause sometimes those things they're telling me not to do are things that I really shouldn't be doing. For example, smoking (which I only had a very short rendezvous with and learned that lesson the hard way). Part of that, to be honest, was that the people telling me not to smoke were the people who did smoke and if there is one thing that I can't stand it's duplicity &/or hypocrisy. I sure showed them. Life lesson #349. Smoking a pack of menthols in one night does not equal good things.

Another side of the stubbornness comes into play when someone finds it in their nice, lovely heart to explain something that I don't know how to do or something I don't know. I'll wave them off with a, 'Yeah, I know' or 'I've got it'. I want to figure things out for myself whether that be a life lesson (like smoking is bad, mmm kay?) or a "How-To" on something like creating a website or putting together a piece of furniture. To my credit I usually do figure it out on my own but...again, the whole reasonable thing is missing. It'd be quicker and easier for me to just take their help but...no.

So, a piece of advice for those who read this little blog...don't ever tell me what to do if you actually want me to do it. I'm not sure if it's the Italian or the Irish in me but either way, this little lady is as stubborn as an ass. You've been forewarned.