Today's mission, should I choose to accept it (like I have a choice): Conquer Mt. Bigasspileoflaundry.
Five people living in one house makes for a lot of dirty laundry, a lot of dirty dishes, and a lot of trash.

I remember a simpler time, when we were just "us"....

No, I lie. I don't remember what it was like when it was just us. I don't think there was ever just an "us". I think it is some rude artificially implanted memory the government programmed into my chip to torture me into thinking that there were actually times when I didn't have to wipe butts, clean chewed up macaroni and cheese and chocolate chips out of the carpet and upholstery, catch vomit in public and still manage to smile and finish my dinner, get peed on, wipe boogers, change bed linens at three in the morning, ground people for life...shall I go on?

Don't get me wrong, I love my children more than life itself. If I had it to do over again I would do it gladly. And I know for a fact that in twenty years I will miss this so much it will make me cry oceans.

Okay, so maybe I will tear up a little while I am sitting on the beach somewhere drinking little umbrella drinks.

Posted by gwendolyn on March 09, 2001 at 10:39 AM