I don't like realizations. Especially realizations that tell me to do stuff I don't want to do. Like
A. Balance my checkbook. -- I HATE numbers!
B. Keep up with the receipts. -- I always forget to fill them out, & never put them up.
C. Get the buckets full of summer clothes. -- OUT of the girl's room.
D. Taxes. -- I'm So not ready for them.
E. Consistentcy. -- Sometimes, I'm just not in the mood to deal.
Life is just one big huge bucket of poop laced stew. Takes 9 months to bake, 18 years to boil, and then just when it's time to turn it to simmer, that's when it all starts to pop and bubble over the edge of the pot. It'll take a lot of TP to clean up that mess.


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