I’m about to confess something that my husband doesn’t even know about me.
The other day, I was in the office, and I was talking to my boss, who I really love, and before I even realized the words that were coming out of my mouth, I overshared something with her.
But it got me thinking — maybe other people do similar things. And maybe this will give them permission to do whatever it is that they think makes them freaks — to just fly their freak flags and do it.
First of all, I have not purchased my own deodorant in probably two years. I just swipe my husband Mike’s deodorant.
- I’m lazy.
- I’m forgetful.
- Yes, I’m lazy.
I mean, I’ve been to the grocery store a million times. There have been plenty of opportunities for me to purchase my own deodorant. But there’s nothing else down that aisle that I need, so I just skip it.
But what my husband doesn’t know…
I want to know how I smell. I’m always smelling my own natural body odor, straight from my armpits..
And I may regret sharing this, but if it helps anyone in the world, I just want you to know that you should not feel ashamed if you do something similar.
Unless you’re hurting yourself or somebody else, just go on and do whatever it is that you do.