You know what is great? Not worrying about things. We took my car in to the shop on Saturday because all kinds of warning lights were coming up. They days they couldn't get to it until Monday. I'm on sitting break so when I got the text message my car was ready, for a moment I had forgotten it was getting worked on. No stress for this girly on vay-cay. So I'm grateful for those moments of bliss.
I get that I'm a fundamental kind of person. I ask the usual question when you get home. How was your day? What did you get for lunch? Anything new? ...and of course, you give me your run-of-the-mill answers. Fine, blah blah blah... But then a day later you send me a picture of something that you bought while you were at a store and expect me not to start "narrating possible situations" because you don't write anything with that picture. I'm just supposed to know. This is why I feel confused and left out of your world. Because you don't share those little details that I would love to get. I know....basic girl crap....you know what? It's basic because that is how it should be ...basic information sharing.
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