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This is how I envisioned it: I get dropped off at the dentist's office. I'm knocked right out and when I come to, I've got no wisdom teeth. I get picked up with a lovely prescription of pain killers in my hand. I lie around in a semi-comatose, hopefully not very drooly, state and watch movies while the kids stay (quietly) away and let me recuperate.
Needless to say, that didn't happen.
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I've been trying to keep up with work, yearly doctor appointments, getting the kids ready for school, and still leaving some time for me to curl into a fetal position in the back of my closet to sob quietly about the cesspool that is my life. It's hard. Not the sobbing, that comes naturally.
I've found out that I'm not the only person at working looking for a new job. Quite a few others are as well. Some have succeeded. I am happy for them, but I also feel the tug of self pity. I want a nifty job that pays more! I'll settle for a job that pays more.
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The Good:
To any guys out there who may read this, should you happen to see a lady you find attractive in the supermarket parking lot after dark, I suggest that you do not follow her around while grunt "Uhn!" at her. It will not make her swoon. It will only creep her out and make her want to mace you.
At the supermarket...
The Boy: "Can I get this?" Holding yet another bag of chips.
Me: "I said no! You got the microwave popcorn."
The Boy: "But we don't have a microwave in the car!"
(Special thanks to J for the title.)
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