With all these stories of extra marital affairs and “leaving behind” of poor little wifey, coupled with the 1 in 3 divorce rate, not to mention the heart ache and pain that comes along in a neat little bundle.
I have come to the inevitable conclusion, that spinsterdom is for me.
I get to knit all day :k: have as many books as I want :k:
PLUS, I am not answerable to anyone, I get to tsk at other poeple in their ignorance, and I shall always be looked at in awe by other such intelligent females such as my self in their delecate age.
Of course it may be hard…
But all good things come at a price right?
I am trying to focus on my work for a change. Besides I have started going to the gym so thats where I spend my lunch hour. Gym is fun. The poor boxing bag kinda thing in my kick boxing class is called Joey. I think most of the women have been in bad relationships (or then maybe in no relationships :D) They love kicking poor Joey down to the ground and then pitying it. That disturbs me a little. I can't build up such strong emotions towards a bag. I think I will join the guys class and just kick them instead of some stupid bag. Let's join a cult.
Hiccy, I realized this a few years ago. Actually, I have tasted the candy. It was more like a chewing gum. Shuroo mai barra maza aaya laikin phir jabRRay dukhnay lagay.