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Posts Tagged ‘boss’

On cleaning the bathroom

What’s amazing to me is how a self-proclaimed germophobe even allowed her bathroom to fall into such outrageous disrepair. Her bathroom that she and her kids use every day. I am a self-proclaimed quasi-slob, and my bathroom has never looked like that at any time in life. But then, when you’re a single working mother, when do you clean the bathroom?

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On washing the dishes

It’s not even my job to wash the dishes, really… and I don’t like washing dishes in general. But when the kids keep asking me why i won’t play with them at this particular moment, the dishes are a decent excuse.

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On what you sow

It’s strange for me to say that my boss will take care of me, but it’s true. I wonder for how many other people this is true? Even now as I type this, I am on my computer but in her house, eating her chocolate frosting out of the can with her spoon.

Granted, it’s a yellow iridescent kiddie spoon … but still.

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