When I was a kid you said I never finished anything!
I’m writing to inform you that in December
I will be married 22 years (in a row) to the same man.
I think you must know who he is because he’s the neat freak.
Things keep moving around the house and they never get put back
in the same place … you do this to make him angry?!
But I get blamed! (please stop this!) Anyway, Mom, I’m dressing better …
only because you left me your clothes. So what if I dress like
I still live in the 1970’s!??. That’s when we were the same size!
Its time to go and leave something new at your grave for
Christmas. Everything else gets washed away, so I decided to leave
my current credit scores. Finally, I am up near 800. The guy I married tore
up my credit cards, 7 years ago, and my life is hell. Well, I must go,
but hope you are happy and a little proud of me. If it’s peaceful where you are,
and they have dark chocolate, send a picture or two.
If I can’t get another credit card in my name, I may come up early!
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