This is why women, but especially mothers of pre-teen/teens, need girlfriends. This is an actual conversation I had with a friend after a recent “bad” morning with the girls.
God forbid anyone could ever hear what’s in my head.
Seriously. I’d probably be in jail. Or a mental institution.
Either way, someone would be cooking for me.
“Either way, someone would be cooking for me.” LOL….that is awesome.
Incarceration has its benefits.
I’ve thought about it after watching OITNB. I’m like…hey…all day to read and exercise…and watch cable (I don’t have cable)…someone else taking care of everything & just telling me what to do…no decisions to make…no kids to take care of. I wouldn’t have to drive anyone anywhere ever.
comfy clothes. shower shoes all day.
And you could get as fat as you want in your elastic pants and granny panties…who cares. Course the food would probably suck, but then…hey…bonus…you come out skinny.
skinny with a master’s degree.