Monday morning

16 Aug

This morning I woke up and I was still an adult, and I still had decisions to make, and I still had the results of previous decisions to live with.

On the upside, my aunty has left me a glorious dressing gown in which to be an adult with decisions to make. Also, my tummy muscles still ache from laughing my way through a bloody brilliant Sunday afternoon looking through my grandfather’s slides with my cousins and their families.


One Response to “Monday morning”

  1. The Coffee Lady August 16, 2010 at 3:37 pm #

    I hate being an adult. Mind you, it does bring with it the promise of wine.

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