Judging by the intense resentment I feel for every single one of my offspring today, laundry-as-devotion will never be my entre into beatification.
But then again, how is it that I can have so little gumption, so little courage, that when I face a day determined to conquer the laundry and the dustbunnies that I last until just after lunch before giving up completely?
At least I lasted until 3:47 before I cracked open a cold one. That has to count for something. Probably not towards spiritual enlightment, but maybe towards being a more bearable mother?
I'll take it.
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11 October 2009
Not My Path to Sainthood
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2 comments:
Lordy, I can barely make through a day sometimes with two. I'm amazed you made it that long with five.
I'd say you're at least an apprentice saint for that alone.
My own stab at being a more bearable mother includes buying stronger beer, one bottle not two sets a better example...right?
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