My new, lower, standards
It's official. I'm a mother.
How do I know this?
Because today I felt pride in getting to work in mismatched clothes - because at least they were all clean.
Wow.
How do I know this?
Because today I felt pride in getting to work in mismatched clothes - because at least they were all clean.
Wow.
posted by Tzipporah at 3:11 PM
1 Comments:
Reminds me of something a cousin told me once: "always make sure your ties look like spilled spaghetti. One day you'll thank me".
He was right. But I no longer have that tie.
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