I'm a grown up
Lately when I tell my neice and nephew what to do they do the usual kid thing and ask me "why?" "Why do I have to do this?" So I tell them "Because I said so..." "But Why Gracie?!"...and I say...because I'm the grown up and you're the kid and what I say goes.
It really fuckin sucks when you hafta tell people you're a grown up. Sometimes I wanna go back to being a lil kid where my biggest dilemma was figuring out how to get my mom to let me stay playing outside longer. We used to make up some crap about how Daylight Savings Time was not too long ago....so *technically* it's an hour earlier....
pretty clever for 8 year olds right?
Then again, all negativity aside, a new start is kind of fun. I keep looking forward to August when I'll be settled into my new apartment and hopefully life will be......pleasant. I look forward to getting rid of Christine for good, although we've been through some good times together...and I look forward to paying my own bills, taking care of myself...by myself...and spoiling the munchkins every now and then.
I also look forward to working out with Mitra and getting rid of this repulsive gut o'mine.
Here's to August, bills being paid on time...and not having to worry about my car killing me in my sleep...oh dear sweet Christine.
It really fuckin sucks when you hafta tell people you're a grown up. Sometimes I wanna go back to being a lil kid where my biggest dilemma was figuring out how to get my mom to let me stay playing outside longer. We used to make up some crap about how Daylight Savings Time was not too long ago....so *technically* it's an hour earlier....
pretty clever for 8 year olds right?
Then again, all negativity aside, a new start is kind of fun. I keep looking forward to August when I'll be settled into my new apartment and hopefully life will be......pleasant. I look forward to getting rid of Christine for good, although we've been through some good times together...and I look forward to paying my own bills, taking care of myself...by myself...and spoiling the munchkins every now and then.
I also look forward to working out with Mitra and getting rid of this repulsive gut o'mine.
Here's to August, bills being paid on time...and not having to worry about my car killing me in my sleep...oh dear sweet Christine.