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Relationships Bite: Am I Doomed?
I had this freaky thought yesterday while I was driving around: What if mr horrible was my soulmate? I almost ran off the road in my moment of mental panic. If this was in fact true then I am DOOMED!… Doomed I tell you… and then I came to my senses and thought to myself that perhaps that wasn’t in fact true.
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One wish
Sometimes, I wish that I could manage a decent relationship with mr horrible, just to ease the daily tension I get from his continued and sporadic interactions with my kids… or he could just die. That would work too.
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You’re Such an Ass, Your Butt Dialed Me…
I am so glad I did not answer the phone that day. Nothing ruins my calm faster than talking to mr horrible, except for voice mails from mr horrible.
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For Once Let Me Lose Myself…
If I could have a conversation with my baggage, with the things in my head that hold me back, it would be with the lyrics of this song. This song speaks to the bondage I physically feel holding the best parts of me in.
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My Flippin’ Do List
List-making as a survival skill, single motherhood, and finally getting credit for the work you were always doing alone.
