The truth is,
I don’t like folding all this laundry.
The truth is,
I don’t like cleaning my house to someone else’s ‘standards’.
The truth is,
I don’t like doing the dishes after every meal.
The truth is,
I hate owning things that are brand new.
The truth is,
I miss how I was 6 years ago.
The truth is,
I hate keeping my mouth shut.
But what it all boils down to…..
The truth is,
I hate wrinkled clothes. Mainly because I hate ironing.
The truth is,
I know that this has become ‘our’ house, and I wouldn’t give that up for the world.
The truth is,
With, up to 6 people, every night….dishes are not a choice, but a necessity or else the sugar ants will carry away my dishes.
The truth is,
I fully understand the fact that my kids are going to destroy things. Why pay for new when it is going to be destroyed? And I prefer vintage.
The truth is,
I am a better person than I was 6 years ago and I love me for that,
The truth is,
……well……I’ll always hate keeping my mouth shut, Oh well, this old dog has learned its tricks…..someone pass me a beer!
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