Just call me Cinderella
Ok so I know I play a lot of roles in my life. I am a mother, a daughter, a friend, a sister, I am sure I am someone’s enemy. I am a lot of different things, but I don’t know when and how I turned into Cinderella.
At least Cinderella had a fairy godmother and lots of little animals to help her and everything ended up great in the end for her. So I guess there is still some hope for me after all.
Anyway, this is the story…
I am temporarily staying with my parents. Everything started out all fine and dandy, not a big deal. Somewhere to stay to save some money while I am going to school. Awesome. Somewhere things started going completely wrong.
I know its childish to sit and complain, but I literally woke up today to find a list of chores on the counter that I don’t think 5 people could get accomplished if thats all they did all day long. And I am expected to do this with a thousand things on my mind, a whole boat load of school work, and my daughter to take care of.
Now I know, I am sitting here typing away in anger about all of this, and I could be using my time wisely in order to just get it all done. I am sure somehow I will manage. But I found it necessary to let all of you know, that yes, I am indeed losing my sanity. So if my life seems crazy, its because I am…and this time, it really isn’t my fault…lol
