Tuesday, September 22, 2009

Opening the door

Why is it when you walk out the door, that's when you get what you thought you wanted?

OMG! or Oh my gosh! Unbelievable...
So I ask him why I'm not good enough to marry and he says... I just don't believe in it. Hmm... That is absolutely crazy. What I hear is that I am not worth believing in. Wow! Talk about a low blow. Ah, anyway, so understanding this I decide after all these years it just might be the right time to find the door, oh the front door. So I fumble with the lock and pulling when I should be pushing, because the door is broken. I'm serious! and that's not a sign... I can tell you about signs, but that's not what I'm wanting to talk about right now. Okay, back to this story. So I finally figure out how to open the door and guess what! He believes in me. Oh wait... He thinks he does. Truly, he just doesn't want to lose the cook, the maid, the lawn girl, the secretary and the accountant. Oh and the taxi! How could I forget that! So now knowing that I am too lazy to do all these things, I walk... nooo I run out the door as fast as I can.
Whew... could you imagine what would be next?

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