This afternoon I squeezed into a too-small bikini that I have absolutely no business wearing and lounged in the backyard while ONE played in his swimming pool.
Normally I would do my thing and just tell myself that most people aren’t home during the day. Normally, I tell myself that it doesn’t matter that look ridiculous and my son is screaming like a banshee … because no one can see or hear us.
Unfortunately, that is not the case. Not here at our new house. On one side lives an elderly woman, and on the other side is a retired school teacher who home schools her daughter. I doubt either of them appreciate the noise level. And certainly they don’t want to see me squeezed into something I shouldn’t be wearing.
I decided it’s better that we not try to pretend to be something we’re not, just for the sake of impressing the neighbors. They might as well know the truth right away. We are loud, we walk around semi-dressed, and we are home all the time.
DUN DUN DUN.