I live in a city with so many incredibly FAT people. It is hard to imagine that so many fat people live in one place. In addition the clothes they wear are so inappropriate. One of my co-workers commented that they "just shouldn't make spandex and polyester clothing in such large sizes." Do these people own a mirror?
I also live in a city that has NO CLUE what red lights and stop signs mean. They mean STOP! Pedestrians BEWARE!
This well-known city is also DIRTY and it seems that so many of the terrific citizens of this fair city are SLOBS. There are trash receptacles on almost every corner and where do people put there trash? They just drop it on the sidewalk. This really irks me!
But the biggest question is why do I complain and not just leave? I ask myself this question almost every day. And it comes down to the fact that I just need to get off my butt and get out of here. I'm pretty sure I know where I want to move. I just need to get all my STUFF organized and leave. How is it that everyone seems to accumulate so much stuff? I've pretty much decided I don't want to live with my husband anymore. He is dull, lazy, and we are totally incompatible. I have to make provision for my cats! They come with me no matter what.
That's it for now. The next post will be more cheerful or at least more interesting.
I also live in a city that has NO CLUE what red lights and stop signs mean. They mean STOP! Pedestrians BEWARE!
This well-known city is also DIRTY and it seems that so many of the terrific citizens of this fair city are SLOBS. There are trash receptacles on almost every corner and where do people put there trash? They just drop it on the sidewalk. This really irks me!
But the biggest question is why do I complain and not just leave? I ask myself this question almost every day. And it comes down to the fact that I just need to get off my butt and get out of here. I'm pretty sure I know where I want to move. I just need to get all my STUFF organized and leave. How is it that everyone seems to accumulate so much stuff? I've pretty much decided I don't want to live with my husband anymore. He is dull, lazy, and we are totally incompatible. I have to make provision for my cats! They come with me no matter what.
That's it for now. The next post will be more cheerful or at least more interesting.
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