Happy Monday to all my favorite blog readers out there! Did you guys have a good weekend? Mine was very productive. I cleaned my house, did the laundry, watered the plants, raked up all the leaves in the yard, ran errands. Sometimes being an adult is NO FUN.
Recently, I met a little girl in the park near my house where I was walking my dog. She was about 7. First, she asked me if I had any kids. (No.) Then she asked me if I was a kid. (Ha!) I’m choosing to take that as a compliment and a testament to my youthful energy and girlish figure. 😉 Anyway, I told her that no, technically I’m an adult, but sometimes I do still feel like I’m a kid.
As evidenced by the fact that I totally feel like I deserve a cookie or a medal for all my productiveness this weekend. That’s how it works when you’re a grown-up, right? You still get rewards for being good? No? Well, do I at least get a raise in my allowance? Wait wait wait, I’m not getting paid to do any of my chores? BOOOOO. What a gyp.