Who? Me, Stress?
posted by Sarah Gill at 12:43 PM
For those of you who don't already know, my Daddy got a fancy new job in a new city. I guess all of those years of slacking off, making personal long-distance phone calls from his office and stealing stationery supplies went remarkably unnoticed by other potential employers. Now he has a big important new job, and he might have to take this one a little more seriously.
I just had a major relocation myself about a month ago and now I have to move again. With that last move I had, I wasn't allowed to take anything with me. Not even any clothes. I didn't get a relocation allowance or anything. This time, I will get to take all my stuff with me -- my swing, my pacifiers, my diapers, my blankies -- everything goes!
I have to say, the house we live in now isn't nearly suitable for this princess, anyway. I'm glad that Mommy and Daddy have gone out and bought us a new house that is much bigger. My new room will be so much more spacious and is much sunnier. I can't wait to get in there and paint it pink and purple. That will be awesome.
Daddy seems a little stressed with having to move us all to a new city and start a new job. I think his hair is turning gray. I must be stressing a little, too, because all of my hair is falling out and my face has broken out with pimples. Oh, the horror!
I'm still pretty darned cute, though. If Daddy gets too stressed, he can just look at me and feel all better. Aren't I beautiful? Yes. Yes, I am.
≈:O
Okay, it's been a while since Evan Jake or I have had a chance to post anything here on diaperlogue. I bet you're all wondering what's happening. Well, there's been a lot going on.
For those of you who don't already know, my Daddy got a fancy new job in a new city. I guess all of those years of slacking off, making personal long-distance phone calls from his office and stealing stationery supplies went remarkably unnoticed by other potential employers. Now he has a big important new job, and he might have to take this one a little more seriously.
I just had a major relocation myself about a month ago and now I have to move again. With that last move I had, I wasn't allowed to take anything with me. Not even any clothes. I didn't get a relocation allowance or anything. This time, I will get to take all my stuff with me -- my swing, my pacifiers, my diapers, my blankies -- everything goes!
I have to say, the house we live in now isn't nearly suitable for this princess, anyway. I'm glad that Mommy and Daddy have gone out and bought us a new house that is much bigger. My new room will be so much more spacious and is much sunnier. I can't wait to get in there and paint it pink and purple. That will be awesome.
Daddy seems a little stressed with having to move us all to a new city and start a new job. I think his hair is turning gray. I must be stressing a little, too, because all of my hair is falling out and my face has broken out with pimples. Oh, the horror!
I'm still pretty darned cute, though. If Daddy gets too stressed, he can just look at me and feel all better. Aren't I beautiful? Yes. Yes, I am.
≈:O
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