Hi, my name is Katie and I'm a hypocrite.

Consistency is something that I hold in very high regard. I love people who I know I can count on and who regularly commit to some symbol of friendship. For a few months a friend of mine would call me every week, without fail, pretty much always on the same day at around the same time- the most beautiful part of this though was that it wasn't something he and I planned out each week, setting a date for the next week, instead, he just consistently called. I honestly loved it and love him for it... now, in the past month those calls have waned, both of our schedules look quite a bit different than they did when we first began our solid phone friendship- but I still feel I should count him a good friend because for months he was so spectacularly consistent. Another friend, when I moved away for the first time and was living with people I barely knew took it on as her mission to call me very regularly- close to every day, she would send mail and in general just find ways to make sure I knew she was thinking of me. Again, during that time this consistency made me feel so loved and cared for.

You would think, being that I hold consistency in such high regard, I would be a more consistent person. Sadly, the opposite is true. I'm awful at things like remembering birthdays, calling when I say I will and really, all and all doing ANYTHING with consistency... I realize this makes me a hypocrite, but I also realize this is part of what makes me, well, me. I like to think that if I saw someone in need of me consistently that I'd be able to pull that off, that I could be dependable and come through for those people. Maybe this is a bit of hypocrisy in my life I should start working on...