I am unique.
Wonderfully, weirdly unique and colorful. I wear it like a badge of honor, baby.
And in case you haven’t already figured it out by reading my brain lint on this blog, I typically never take the “main road” on anything in my life. I am definatly more of a blaze-my-own-trail-kinda-gal.
I buck the system.
I question everything and assume nothing.
If I have to “go” bad enough, I WILL pee in the men’s can.
I do my best work, when someone tells me it can’t be done.
If my life was a file cabinet, I’d need my own special drawer. A pink one. Right next to the refrigerator and not too far from my laptop.
And my whole family is…unique.
I liken it to of my favorite quotes from the popular movie trilogy Ice Age. “We’re not a normal herd” is soooo us. In the movie Ice Age, unlikely friends Mannie the Mammoth, Sid the Sloth, Diego The Toothed Cat, and Scrat the Prehistoric Squirrel are thrown together after a sequence of Very Unfortunate Events. These events bring them together in a very unique ” herd” that is unlike any other in their world.
That’s kinda the way our life is too. Through our own Series Of Unfortunate Events I have become the bread winner of the family, hubby is my “house husband” (or as I like to say Captain of the SS FranticMommy cuz lets’ face it, if it wasn’t for him this ship would surely SINK), and we are 44-year-olds with two kids under 7.
We are SO not “your normal herd”.
In reality, I wouldn’t change a thing. Our kids are healthy and happy. Our house is cramped , but hey, love grows best in small spaces.
I am one spoiled Mommy that’s for certain. I come home to homework done, supper cooked, bills payed, groceries bought, and by golly Hubby makes a might fine Laundry Tech.
Are we broke as heck?
But our “herd” is right where it needs to be right now.
And I wouldn’t change it for the world.