Today is a carbohydrate fest. This is because today I am very unhappy with my little life, and I want a pity party. Tomorrow, I'll be all happy and back to rejoicing.
It's just that I never ever wanted things to be this way. Sure, there was a time when I wanted to be a famous actress and have my name in lights on Broadway. But, mostly, since the early '90's, I've wanted to be a mom. If only I could stay home having babies and doting on my adoring husband! If only I could home educate with no thought at all for bills and jobs and such. I would worry about cutting coupons and landscaping. Do you see the truth? I want to be a kept-woman. Is there such a thing?
Wanted:
One extraordinary man. Tall. Brilliant. Well-read. Financially responsible. Marriage minded. Must adore children and support home education.
Must be able to tolerate a head-strong, independent woman with a mind of her own and a tendency to be messy. (I think that this is where I lose them)
Send resume, references, and tax returns to me immediately.
Ah, well.
Like I said, I'll be my usual cheery self tomorrow.
2 comments:
You should look for a mormon man. They want their women to stay at home and pop babies out. But I think you might have to give up wine. And maybe there would be a few other things that wouldn't work so well. but it's certainly a thought.
I had considered that. They don't generally prefer stubborn head-strong women, though.
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