when i'm out, i feel safe and complete. i've been to many places with just my comfortable outfit and my bag, and i've never experienced leaving something behind, say a set of triple A batteries for my toothbrush, and stressing over the fact that i've relied too many times on my unreliable memory.
i'm not a typical girl. true, i enjoy washing the dishes, but i'd give anything to have somebody do it for me so i can watch the 6 0'clock news on tv. i love reading, but by 4pm, my eyes are already dead beat. as a matter of fact, i'm squinting right now as i type this entry.
i can't stay put. i fidget in my seat. i have to make the smallest movement just to show i'm alive. our house allows me to be my usual disoriented self. it's big enough to accommodate and tolerate my every motion. i love it.
i love that my mom can't do many things without me. being 'needed' does wonders to my self esteem. sometimes, i get a kick out of washing the laundry and cleaning very dirty rooms. after all, part of being a beautiful woman is having a body that is strong enough to lift heavy furniture and dust off hard-to-reach areas at home.
just for kicks and only for the sake of being branded as indispensable, i'd be delighted to play 'irona'--richie rich's robot maid...with the same $5,000 salary to compensate for my efforts of course! hehe.
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