Hard things

I’ve been thinking about the things that are hard. Adulting is a monster. 

Not hard? Watching the Golden Girls every day.

Hard? Raising the children.

Not hard? Takeout.

Hard? Cooking.

Choose your life. I’m a big fan of raising great kiddos. I’m also a fan of not being in a wreck of a marriage and finding true love with a man named Jim.

Also, Nanny rocked.