everyday

i'm turning into my mother. not that that is a bad thing at all since my mother is one of the most successful women i know. i wish i could achieve even half of the things she has. 23 years in the military, earned 2 bachelor's and a master's, raised 2 children, and still has the most loving personality.. she has been my supermom since day one.
but alas, the habits i ended up inheriting are the ones that tend to drive my father nuts. i a) laugh [fake or genuinely- it doesn't matter] in large volumes at things that aren't "normally" funny, b) think mini things are cute and have an uncontrollable urge to own them [this not so much, but i predict it will come into full effect one day], c) passively and sarcastically deal with anger and road rage [on my good days] and d) expect that no one else is going to get the job done better than myself, therefore resulting in me not asking for help while trying to juggle ten things at once.
my mom is an amazing person, so i guess i should be grateful that i turn out anything like her.