Joining Diary of a SAHM for IBOT
There's lots of things to be okay about today:
Like blogging while my cleaner washes my floors,
Being strong-willed enough to chop up an apple to have with my salad sandwich, instead of hightailing it to my favourite cafe to have a peri peri wrap,
Wearing my favourite racing t-shirt because I miss my motorbike,
Missing WonderMan,
While feeling guiltily grateful that since he's been gone my house looks nice,
Wanting the grass to grow faster so I can use his whipper snipper I gave him for his birthday,
Not speaking to The Bitch because she didn't speak to me, which is much nicer than the threats she spews at me whenever I am not around,
Being excited about Frog's 11 hour sleep marathon last night, considering the slim chances of it ever happening again, I may as well enjoy my five minutes of non-sleep deprived sanity.
Not understanding how people can be so dirty. Seriously, you sit on your fat arse all day, living off the nation's workers, gobbling the town's entire supply of chips and coke, and you can't wash your clothes more than once a month?
And most of all I'm okay about giving dad my free coffee because it's his birthday today.
Which really was a peace offering because, being at official retirement age, I gave him a Seniors Card application form as well, and he couldn't hit me with a coffee in his hand.
Heh.
That's what daughters are for.
You're welcome Dad.
