So I have this neighbor. She's really, really sweet, from the mid-west, in her early thirties with three kids under the age of 12.
She hosted a Pampered Chef party a few weeks ago which I didn't attend but I placed a product order online for something I used to have but somebody broke it so I've been without for a couple of years. I love Pampered Chef products. Have for years. But getting the stuff, either online or an in-home party, takes forfuckingever.
So I waited a month (!) and called her. She was out of state with her kids visiting her side of the family and was coming back last week and she'll call me when she returns and will get me my thing which has been in her garage apparently for a couple of weeks.
Friday 7/29 she'll come by around 7:00pm. Late that evening, she apologized, she got busy and rescheduled.
Saturday 7/30 she'll come by at 3:00. I get a text at ten-something that she's sorry, things got busy and she couldn't get by at 7:00 (?).
Sunday 7/31 she's supposed to be coming by today.
What keeps interrupting her and throwing of her schedule? What do you think? Fricking needy, life-force-sucking children. In case you're wondering, no I'm not sitting around here waiting. She has my phone numbers and each time she told me she'd be coming I asked her to text me when she was on her way.
There are no words to properly express how happy I am to not be a mom.
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The only Kids I've had have been the four legged kind Dogs, a squirrel named Tony he wasn't a pet he had fallen from the neighbors two story house his eyes where not even open yet.
I think you give her too much credit. Seems to me if her excuse is "time got away from me" that could mean "I was watching old episodes on Days of Our Lives on the Soap channel." Since when is thoughtlessness to others a virtue? I say she's a good mom, maybe, but she is a crappy Pampered Chef rep. Buy on line.
Maybe it's not actually the kids. Maybe her having 3 kids under the age of 12 is just another symptom of how she can't get her shit in a pile? LOL
She doesn't read your blog does she?
Oh, and what was it you ordered? Do I want one of those, too? Will it fit in the Coach bag you made me want the other day?
Three kids under 12. I was babysitting at 12! So all she needs to do is leave the younger ones with the older one and dash over to next door for a moment and deliver your item! There's no need for excuses. I wonder how many of those who came to her party received their items. This has nothing to do with kids- it had to do with their Mom.
But I, like you, am pretty happy not having had kids. Oh, once in awhile I might get wistful, but not often.
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