I'd just really like to run away to the mall....the thrift store.....Nicaragua. I'm not picky. I'd just like to go somewhere.....else.
The other night I was telling Tim how seldom I choose to do things I'm not good at. I shy away from failure, is the thing.
And here I am succeeding on a stellar scope at failure.
My kid's homeschool is a joke. My house is a disaster zone. The car...filthy. My friendships...neglected. My excercise routine? Er...what excercise? Don't even ask about my desk, or the yard.
I just thought I'd tell you that.
3 comments:
I will run away with you, Fair Cousin! Because, failure? It's all I do these days.
Where shall we run away to? And will it be stocked with wine?
both of ya'll run over here and I'll have the wine ready.
And for the record Kelly, you deserve an A --because you are amazing at juggling life as a single mom.
feel better,
~paj
Welcome to the club!
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