THE THANKLESS JOB

How is it that mothers get one day, Mother's Day…but we bust our asses 365! AND when the day actually comes, why is it that we do exactly what we don't want to be doing. We end up spending it with people we love but we are def. not doing what we want to do?!?!? IS it wrong that I am totally bitter? Is it wrong that I would want a MOMENT of time to myself? Should I feel guilty that I am annoyed by the day? Lets discuss the fact that on Father's Day the day stops. I wake up, there's breakfast in bed, there's, "what do you want to do babe, hit some golf balls great go ahead I will watch the kids." Then off to spend the rest of the day with your dad (who thank god is alive when mine is not), come home watch your sports and shit before you go to bed. I mean WHATEVER!! AAA FUCK EVERYONE! :) Happy Sunday night…into Monday, UGH!! XOXO BTC