So - I'm not largely a competitive person....except when it comes to driving. I like to be at the front. (A fact which by grace alone is not reflected on my driving record.) Yet I continue to grow as a person and in my journey of self-discovery I have now also unveiled that in reality this small flaw in my character MAY extend to picking strawberries with my husband.
My buckets CLEARLY the fullest in a FRACTION of the time (the two on the left versus Aaron's half empty one on the right). I - CLEARLY established as the better strawberry picker...(despite being seven and a half months pregnant and at an obvious disadvantage)...and despite only one of us knowing that it was indeed a competition.
I MAY also now have exactly seventeen pounds too many strawberries. And sadly this may also translate in to commanding my unfortunate immediate attention.