Sometimes I think I'm lazy because I want to be a stay-at-home mom.
Not that I need to worry about that quite yet, see, but honestly. Those days when I'm working and I just think, "Gee . . . It would be nice to stay at home with my own little twerps instead of chasing around somebody else's."
Hm, that sounded rude.
Let me tell you, I LOVE teaching. I love it. So flippin' much.
Maybe . . . maybe I just am feeling the need to have someone to take care of. Someones to take care of, to chase around, that are mine and steal my heart away forever, you know?
'Course, to get there, that means I have to get married first.
Like, to a man?
Not that I'm not a committed person. I consider myself extremely loyal.
But right now? It's hard to imagine that I could find anyone that would or could love me exactly for who I am.
I suppose I know I'll find "the one" someday, but it feels sort of impossible right now, like I'm some sort of hopeless case.