How old would you be?

A while back, a few of my blog friends, I noticed, were answering a slew of questions called 50 Questions to Free Your Mind.

I thought, hey, if nothing else, it will at the very least be a nice, full blog post, right?

Wrong. I went ahead and read the questions? And man are they deep. Nothing I will be able to answer in one shot. So I think what I'm going to do is take a small chunk here and there, and answer them both to free my mind and fill in those blog-less days ahead (as it happens often in these parts.. lack of inspiration lately).

So here we go!
(For the full list of questions, click here.)

{one} How old would you be if you didn't know how old you are?

Sheesh. I'm already stumped.

If I didn't know any better, I think I would guess that I were about 19-20 in some aspects, 25-26 in others. I'm turning 23 in a week, so I guess I'm not that far off in either direction.

The ways in which I'm 19 or 20 definitely lie within the categories of organization and motivation. My room? Pigsty. This is a childish excuse (see? 19!), but honest to God, no matter how much I want to set my mind to cleaning my room, going in there, and doing it, it just won't happen. I don't know why. I just can't do it. Another thing? Motivation. This one is hitting me more lately, given the amount of times I've gotten my shifts covered at work in the last 3 months alone. I know I should be working more, since I do have certain expenses (side note: I don't not have savings, don't think that I'm broke and not working, haha), however this summer all I've wanted to do is hang out with Anthony and other friends. Beach trips, casino trips, cook outs- you name it, I'm calling out of work for it. In the moment, I tell myself it's okay, because for three years at the CB, I seldom called out, if ever. I've never not worked due to sickness, and many things fell by the wayside because the CB more or less owned me. But at the end of the day, even after I have a blast with whatever activity demanded the day off, I'm left feeling kind of like a loser or a slacker for taking the day off.

Now the 25-26 portion of my supposed age lies, if I had to categorize it, along the lines of wanting to be a mother my whole life. For reals. Since I was 13 I've been noting baby names that I like. In 7th grade I picked out dates that I would love to have my kids be born on (hey, I was 12, okay? :p). I've noticed more in recent years that one or two maternal instincts have started to kick in (the little things, not the ones you have after having a kid- I doubt I could lift a car off a child that's not my own :p), and I have started to be aware of and more concerned about things that I otherwise wouldn't have. Not to say I'm going to be the best mom on the planet (though I certainly hope I'll be good at it) by any means. Just that I've realized a few changes in myself and the way I react and notice things.

Phew! That was a long one! I think I'll just leave it at that one for right now. Don't want to put anyone to sleep.

Hopefully I'll be able to condense future posts so that I can knock out a couple at a time.

Is anyone else answering or thinking about answering these? If so, I'd totally link up with you or link up to your blog while you're doing it!