I like to think that I'm Super Mom. Or at least, I like other people to think that I'm Super Mom, but every now and then I run out of steam.
So, what does Super Mom do when she's out of steam? Where does she get renergized?
Look at that view!
All of the trees.
The exotic greenery.
...okay, maybe not.
My Yucca Sugar Cane.
He lives on my microwave stand right now.
And mayyyyyyyyyybe the other pictures are from a painting on my wall...
But, COME ON! I don't think anyone actually believed that I could afford to go on a vacation to escape my kids.
I do like to stare at that painting and imagine. It calms me down, so it's like a mini-vacation for my mind.
And Yucci? Well, Yucci's been living with me, under my sole care, for two months now.
And. He's. Not. Dead.
That's epic for my black thumb. Everything I touch dies.
I just enjoy looking at things in my life, and having them mean a lot to me.
Isn't that better than having to leave?