Fair warning that I am totally irrational because of alcohol consumption.
I am nowhere where I thought I'd be at this stage in my life. I'm ordinary. I haven't made a real difference in the world. I'm about to start a job I'm dreading and on the verge of detesting. I'm not a mom. I have a husband who insists on pursuing his own dreams to the exclusion of mine, which led to the taking of said job because we need to pay the fucking bills, and oh yeah, he may be dying. Life's a fucking blast.
Carry on.
Yes, one of the reasons I don't have pets is because I refuse to live with anything that doesn't know how to use and flush the toilet on its own.
I have heard that you can train cats to use the toilet. I am just saying.
Yay for electricity and potty training!
Life's a fucking blast.
NSM right now, huh? I'm sorry. You deserve good things. You're a kind, thoughtful, hard working, deeply caring person.
I am hoping that your new job has unexpected silver linings.
Allyson, my wife is your age and we have infant twins sleeping blissfully in the next room.
Nor were either of us considered likely to marry anyone before we started dating each other. When my (now) wife moved to a University within driving distance from mine and told some of our academic acquaintances that she was thinking of dating me, she was told "Don't do it! It won't work out! He is very charming but he is a lone-wolf. Always has been, always will be" We were talking about marriage 6 months later.
Life's a fucking blast.
Oh, honey. I wish you could come here for a few days and let me pamper you. Anytime you want, just yell.
He is very charming but he is a lone-wolf.
Ooh, the mysterious vibe. How old are the twins now?
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I'm ordinary. I haven't made a real difference in the world.
I beg to differ, and I bet most of us would say the same, not to mention your family and friends and all the people who love you. You've made a difference in many people's lives by showing up and being your kind, lovely, funny, thoughtful, caring self, and apart from, like, Mother Teresa, that's all most of us can hope for.
Speaking of twins, one of my friend's 5 year old twins just asked "Mommy, will you help me make a goth hat?"
Which I'm sure my friend can do (very crafty, goth enthusiast) and will hopefully post pictures of soon!
