i have a feeling i was born on the wrong day. it was a Friday. so, technically i am supposed to be loving and caring. yeah, not so much. my projected birthday (according to the doctor. like he knows what the hell he’s doing) was a Tuesday. i am not full of grace. i am far from it. it trip on flat ground. nor am i deft at social grace.
i think i should have been a wednesday’s or thursday’s child. those feel more like me. i do feel more like a full of woe or a has far to go kind of person. if pressed to choose, i would say a has far to go type of person. i am what girls call a “fixer upper”. translation: boy needs help. oh well. back to figuring what else i’m not.
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