so its a beautiful day out and here I am inside sitting in front of the fucking computer. again. why? because I suck, is why. what was I supposed to be doing? the usual....grocery shopping, mailing shit at the post office, spending money at the evil empire which is known as wal-mart hell.
I will probably go later....or not...I am finding that the older I get the more I resent this thing called shopping...especially grocery shopping out of necessity....I am all for shopping for food for sport, but as all things domestically inclined and related to motherhood....I hate them. Well, I think its more that I hate the fact that all the drudergy falls to me. How fucking simple it is to go to work and earn a living and come home to a poorly maintained house, by a bitter housewife (that's me!!!) I wish I was one of those girls who's goal in life was to please her man and scrub the fucking floors cheerily. I think that would make things better for me...but then again, I also wish I had a clue as to how html shit works and how to change the oil on my redneck mobile.
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what to do?
I need :
to gain patience, especially with the p.m.
clean my house...not just tidy the fucking thing, but actually deep down nitty gritty clean
purge said house of all crap
do more yoga
learn to sail
stop swearing in front of the kiddies....
learn to speak another language....I am thinking to carry on with spanish
decide what I wanna be when I grow up...these days its leaning towards truck driver....since that would keep me away from direct contact with people.
today I will:
go to the post office
maybe groceries
vaccuum
wash the floors....they are filthy and stinky little baby is crawling now
dust....probably not as I feel it is a highly over rated activity
not yell or swear at the p.m.....I will also not be rough with her...I will pretend that I am a good mother and speak sweetly and softly to her...I will treat her like a stranger, who we tend to treat better than those we supposedly hold near and dear to us. I will also put her for a nap...but thats more for me, heh heh heh.



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