Gosh have I been uncomfortable this past week.
Like the saying you take one step forward, but two steps backward.
It’s not any one thing.
It’s my kids… who bring their special brand a teenage angst crazy.
It’s the feeling I’m doing everything, but not accomplishing anything.
It’s the dentist office’s letter to me that not only did I miss my appointment…
But they are charging me money for it, too. Special.
And on the subject of medical, I had that surgery in June…
Why does every, single, stinkin’ doctor who said “hey” to me…
think they should also send me their individual invoice.
Why can’t it all be on one flippin’ statement?
It’s one of my neighbors who put an
“f-you HOA + ALL LIBERALS” sign in the middle of his yard.
(he underlined ALL LIBERALS 3 times.)
So, since my life is just beginning,
I’ve secretly stopped doing the dishes.
This makes me unreasonably happy.