I am proud of myself for three reasons:
- Last Thursday, I thought about ubering home, but I reminded myself that Uber is NOT in my budget and took the subway instead 🙂
- I went surfing mindlessly on Amazon and eventually found myself looking to buy a laptop stand, but I was able to ask me, “Do you need a stand?” “Can you repurpose anything to make a stand?” And guess what? I repurposed a box, a little metal holder thing, and voila! A laptop stand!
- Hmmm … at the moment I cannot remember, but there’s a third.
Currently, I have four unfinished poems, but I might only keep one. Sometimes the point I want to make doesn’t come through and sometimes there is no point – I write and publish just because.
Dre will cook and leave stuff out; in the pot, on the counter, wherever. The other day he left mushrooms on the table, I don’t even know how many days. Recently, he cooked a bunch of potatoes – the boy just throws the whole potato into the pot without rinsing it. Fine. BUT … The potatoes stayed on the stovetop, in the pot.
Day one … I look in the kitchen before going to bed. I can’t believe this boy left the potatoes on the stove AGAIN!
Day two … Why am I even surprised that it’s still here. And I don’t even say anything anymore cause it’s not gonna make a difference.
Day three … Ewww. The water looks gross. (and it smells). I leave for the office.
“Mom! Where did you go?”
“I went to work!”
“My stomach was hurting so bad thought I’d need an ambulance.”
“I ate the potatoes.”