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Not Falling For That Again…
I’m getting real tired of people taking advantage of my kindness. It starts out benign, one day they ask for a ride. Then the next thing you know, they act like it should be no big deal to get you to take them all over Timbuktu at the drop of a hat.
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Things Suck
Can I have a day where I don’t have a to do list breathing fire on my neck? Or a deadline, or a paper to write? Or a thousand and one things that are more important than lounging on the sofa reading a trashy novel?? Just one. MAYBE? Thanks to my idiocy and mental madness, even my free day is no longer free. Ugh. Here’s hoping this weekend will be drama free.
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Tales from the High Road…
I consider it a gross abuse of my kindness and familial obligation to be tardy to an event you have asked me to help you with. OMG! Case and point: Helping my brother move the last pieces of furniture from his old apartment to his new one. He asks for my help because I have a truck and trailer (I totally “fit in” here in Texas, who knew?). I told him I wanted to get started at 9am because (SURPRISE!) it is still hot in Texas in September, and lately, by noon the heat is in the high nineties and I am even less interested to do any heavy manual…
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Grown Men Masquerading as Children
Reflections about having a man pretending to be incompetent to get out of parenting his children and the strain it created in the marriage.
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These Movies Are Killing Me Inside…
My taste in movies seems to be going through a transition, probably because of the divorce. I hope it’s not permanent cause it’s killing me, Smalls!
