So there I was, 5:30am, my daughter walks past to the restroom . "Are you still up?" she asks. "Quiet", I growl, "You'll wake the babies".I was playing Sims and got caught up in the events. My Sim couple really enjoyed WooHoo...and had several babies... oh well, you get the idea. "Mom, you have a problem", my kids had to do an intervention. "We love you and you know this isn't good for you",they plead. "What do you want me to do?"I ask, "just walk away and leave the dishes unwashed, the shower broken and the babies unfed...WHAT KIND OF A MOTHER DO YOU TAKE ME FOR?!" My son wrapped his arms around me, my daughter pulled the plug from the wall, the dog chased the cat thinking he was helping.
So, the kids deleted my files and I feel free, free from the burden of taking care of another family. They were pretty needy and quite stupid. They would stand there needing the go to the bathroom until there was a puddle on the floor. They would pass out from exhaustion instead of going to bed, staying up all night on the computer... okay maybe they are more like me than I care to admit.
I sit here, circles under my eyes, hair askew, desperately in need of a shower. This was my story, stay away from Sims, kids. You can't fight it. Sure you build a nice house, get a good job, have a couple of kids. Then the shower breaks, you pass out and pee on the floor.... Then you turn on the computer and thing really go wrong... peace and love to you all..
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