Earlier tonight I was thinking about how hard my life is, how it would be great if I had the social skills to have a partner to raise my kids, how if I had a personal chef then maybe he could double as my trainer and maybe my partner…. Then the noise and needs of my kids jostled me from my pity party and I took a really hard listen to what they were saying. And that is when I realized I have it easy. All is good in my world because I don’t have to go through puberty. Ever. Again. Been there. Done it. These older two still have years of puberty hell ahead of them. Loren has a leg up on Cass, but he is still deep in the muck of it all. The drama. The heartbreak. The nit picking. No thank you. And then after that the 20′s and trying to stay on track and make the right decisions and find a mate and all that other shit. Barf. I might be in the waning years of my 30′s, living with my mom and raising three kids but at least I am not in puberty. It is definitely a pitiful strand to hold so tight to, but tonight I’ll take it.
Despite the drama that perches itself on Loren’s shoulder he has picked a fabulous song for me this evening. Anything that smacks of The Royal Tennenbaums is always a good thing in my book.
no matter how hard life gets…a personal chef & trainer is always a good thing!!!!! i could use a good kick in the ass, but i am pretty sure it wouldn’t work if it was the person i loved & slept with…as his ass might get kicked!