
i need my space. my own life. with girl friends and yoga. i have 3 closets in my bedroom. one is just for shoes. i dont have to share shit. i dont have to hide from the kids. they are adorable, but not mine. i dont want to be bothered. that is not my scene. i never wanted to get attached or involved. i dont have to do homework anymore. i dont have to cook or pack lunches. when i get home from work, i need to veg. NEED to. i dont get as much free time as their mother. then again, no one does.


who knows what will be next. i have work this weekend and a couple soldiers from out of town will be crashing here. using the pool and spa. we'll drink wine and have grownup conversations. their will be no children in sight.
How are you feeling? Hopefully better.
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