… if you consider yourself a good person.  Children will teach you that you are not.  HA! 

Kids will disabuse you of THAT notion of the goodness of you doublequick. 

Prior to this whole breeding experience I/me/we were under the impression that, yeh, mostly all right. 

Not perfect, not a total psychopath, somewhere comfortably on the not-completely-horrible side of the spectrum, somewhere in the in-between.

It has been mentioned that Half works in the world, whereas the other half can work from home (whooo-HOOOO TELEWORK don’t need no stinking office hours psssah ALL OVER THAT—wait, Zoom?) so many theKid responsibilities fall upon muh-wah.  Not the original plan (men plan and GOD laughs and laughs and laughs), but hey – life so theKid has new school spot (old school spot was great but not all the way so here comes new) and TODAY forgot the water bottle. 

(Did me mention both old/new school = private?  Ka-CHING all up in this piece … ohyes because public schools merely warehouse the younglings and care not for their my-ynds digress)

Got to have the personalized water bottle because … there is no water, anywhere, once one leaves the house.  At least not at the schools. 

I geddit.  Fine.  But that requires me/us/we to be responsible.  And plan the day. Which doesn’t always happen.

So, again, children are the worst, because all the personal imperfections are on full display.  Thought I had that handled NOPE.

So, today spent ruminating on the awfulness that is me because theKid will dehydrate and blow away to dust and then must will have to explain to Half what happened to Half’s theKid. 

TheKid was great, as always.  Whatever.  But rather than indulge the day with selfish pursuits, must engage in recriminations and self-blame.  Because theKid, and responsible for.

Ewww … everyday? 

What, prey tale, does this have to do with managing monkeys and debt satisfaction? 

Not a thing.  Well, sort of a thing.

Kids are the worst thing if you prefer to remain steeped in self-delusion or, want to save/manage/maintain your money (private schools ka-CHING again and more). 

Just a reminder that the decision to have children is always, consistently, constantly, a mistake.  Forget about perpetuating the species … those little critters COST.  However, they are not the mistake, but you are, thinking that you are qualified to be a parent (not Other Person You, but me you). 

So reminder:  If haven’t, don’t.  If have, do it better. 

Ewww … everyday?  {Psalms 127:3}

Yesss