Pretending
A lot of times I feel as though I'm just playing house. As though I'm not actually the one who OWNS a house and has a husband with 2 children.
But...
when I'm scrubbing partially digested spaghetti and meat sauce vomit from rugs and her clothes and my clothes...
it doesn't really feel like pretending anymore.
But...
when I'm scrubbing partially digested spaghetti and meat sauce vomit from rugs and her clothes and my clothes...
it doesn't really feel like pretending anymore.
posted by ccap at 4:34 PM
2 Comments:
If only the REAL owner of the house would show up and do the cleaning for you! ;-)
ah yes, dream vs nightmare ...
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