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Day 1 - Pride. Seven great things about yourself.
Day 2 - Greed. Seven worldly material desires.
Day 3 - Wrath. Seven things that piss you off.
Day 4 - Sloth. Seven things you neglect to do.
Day 5 - Envy. Seven qualities you lack and covet.
Day 2 - Greed. Seven worldly material desires.
Day 3 - Wrath. Seven things that piss you off.
Day 4 - Sloth. Seven things you neglect to do.
Day 5 - Envy. Seven qualities you lack and covet.
- Body. I can go a long, long way on not very many calories. This would be convenient if I were so unfortunate as to live in a time of famine, but I live in a land of plenty and it takes real concentration to teach myself not to feel peckish. Note that I am not so churlish as to suggest that I would prefer to live in a famine-stricken place. Instead, I am envious of those who have metabolisms suited to where we live now.
- Skin. I have bad skin. Not as bad as it's possible for skin to be, of course, but one does get self-conscious about things.
- Skills. I have mad skillz in many areas, it's true. But I can think of nothing that I'm better at than anybody I know - or, more relevantly, I can think of nothing that people of my acquaintance generally agree I'm the best at. Sometimes a person wants to be superlative. :-)
- Means. I live pretty comfortably. I'm envious of people who worry even less about budget and things than I have to do.
- Degrees. I will never be completely over the fact that I didn't end up with a degree that has a D in it. Note that it turns out to have been the right thing, and I didn't want to get the doctorate; I still wish I had the doctorate.
- Relationships. A shocking number of people in my circle met the person they wanted to spend their life with when they were much younger than I am now, and a vast majority of those relationships have been good and lasting ones. Happy for them, wouldn't want to have settled for less myself, still not fair.
- Children. I love my friends' children and my own young relatives very much. Mostly I do okay keeping this separate from the fact that I want my own. Once in a while, though - like when a lifelong friend who's never cared much for children tells me she's pregnant on my birthday - I skid right past sorry for myself and into resentful of someone else's good fortune.
Day 6 - Gluttony. Seven guilty pleasures.
Day 7 - Lust. Seven love secrets.