Despite it being well over a year since I began my new life as Domestic Diva, I still have a hard time accepting this. It's not glamorous. I no longer need high-heeled shoes. Pencil skirts are a thing of the past. I suppose I could still wear these things but I'd look like a nutter chasing my two year-old in that getup. I don't need any extra help in the crazy department.
The reality of my life just hit me. I just made pot roast in the crock pot. That's not so bad, right? I was wearing a giant bathrobe and a blue face mask. Multi-tasking? At least it's a dill pot roast...
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