I'm burnt out...a never ending clock...working three jobs: full time, part time, and full time mother. The days all seem to run together. All I can think about is how much I want to be home again. I love my bed, my couch, and waking to my childrens smiling faces. I am tuffing it out for real this time and I pray that everything gets easier. Its time for bed so I will say a little poem as a night cap:
Roses are red
violets are blue
Working for the man sucks
Aint nothin new
LOL, alright peace out to the universe that is my blog!
The Mama is a FastGirl
16 years ago


1 comment:
LOL...love the poem!
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