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Count your many blessings day 10: Letting Go

...and trusting Mother Karma will give the massive smackdown.

I have decided to give up in my search for the stroller because it is turning me into a paranoid, anxious, bitter person. In the last 10 days, I have picked mucho fights with the Mr., lied to the PTA to get an address, followed a person home, made the Mr. leave work early 3 times to follow the person home, ignored the needs of the kids because I was too busy checking someone's myspace, arranged a fake meeting for the stroller, asked about stalking laws, rolled my eyes when someone suggested I "use the car" to get where I needed to go, googled citizens arrest techniques, plotted, lied to the postal service....you get the idea.

I have decided to bid my stroller goodbye, think about all the good times, realize that I really did have the creme de la creme in strollers, save my money for a replacement, and use my super sleuthing skills for good rather than evil.

Like when I snuck into the faculty room at Abbie's school today to see if Abbie got an invite (read award) for Reflections tomorrow.

Spoiler Alert: Yes she did. Science Rocks.

Comments

Jessica G. said…
I highly recommend using your skills for good. I, too, am quite the stalker. And that talent got me the Man. :)
Is that "bed-head" I see in the mirror reflection? I believe it is.





And if it's not, don't hate me, just laugh along, since I DID NOT steal your stroller!
Paige said…
Your skills as a mother are an inspiration. Really. I've done some stalking on behalf of my kids, but I need lessons from you! You'd think Brad would just buy you the new stroller as at least he'd miss less work. Being able to bring your husband into the crazy stalking is truly an inspiration. Sure, I can get my kids and sisters and even babysitters involved, but my husband? Never. You need to teach a master class.
Papa Nacho said…
That's my girl! Good to have you back.

We love you

Padre
April said…
Just exercise a little imagination: the person who stole can't even use it becauase they feel so guilty that it just sits there. It could happen.
brad said…
That's my girl...yep the one in the mirror :)
Connie said…
Thanks, you always give me a good chuckle!

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