There is so much house work to do it's ridiculous. New goal: don't own a large house. It's amazing what kind of mess that only two boys can create. I'm chasing after them all day long, cleaning up after them wherever they go. They make such a mess! I'll have to remember that for when I have children.
It also seems to me that the world is devoid of imagination or any sort of creative thinking. People keep talking to me about my life plans, but can't seem to grasp that the timing is all relative and circumstantial... Is it so hard to grasp the idea of "cross that bridge when I get to it"?? I think people just think in concrete blocks, no room for movement or possibilities. It' s frustrating. I could say more, but I shouldn't. I'd just get too angry...
--as always
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