BY MYSELF (please)
I love being here. It's very nice that the children have lots of space to play and I like homeschooling. I enjoy having a relatively clean home and that laundry stays pretty much under control. I also love that I don't have to run all over the place everyday and I can have a cup of coffee with a friend who just happens to be my neighbor/landlord. These things are all very nice. very nice, indeed. indeed....
I am NEVER satisfied. Last week felt like a vacation in our new home. This week I'm jealous of my husband's job. I don't want a job, I like my job at home. I really just want to do something by myself. (By myself means without the children) I could be with six of my girlfriends and it would equal being by myself.
I sound so selfish. I think I actually told Quinn that I was jealous of him the other day. He just looked at me. I beg God to give us this job and our own place and here I am. Um, maybe what I meant to say was that I needed a million dollars and a nanny to keep in my closet and hire her when I want to go thrifting.
Gotta go save the baby.