I am angry. I'm fuming right now. All day Wednesday all I heard was "Oh tomorrow is Independence Day MLS! This is a big big day! We have to go to the store for supplies! Are you excited?"
Excited. Yes, I was. In fact I was thrilled at the prospect of finally being released from my dear Mother's apron strings. Finally setting out on the road on my own, being my own man, doing my own thing. But apparently "Independence" Day only holds significance for our country, and not for those of us stuck as dependents. I thought that this Independence Day thing meant just that - independence for all. I thought these "supplies" Mommy was buying were for me to set up house with on my own.
You know what we did instead? Ate a very unhealthy dinner and then went to watch fireworks. THREE HOURS PAST MY BEDTIME! I am in shock that Mommy and Daddy allowed such a travesty. (Ok, so maybe I slept through it all, but I distinctly remember waking up at 10:30 when we arrived back home!) I'm just exhausted. The sheer disappointment of it all....
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