In order to be the best person you can be…you need to hire someone.
Why in the world would anyone strive to be low maintenance is beyond me! If I can afford it, I’ll let you do it! Getting older is the wisest thing I have ever done, and letting someone smarter than me, do things for me, proves it.
I’m lazy, but this isn’t about my inability to get dressed before noon. I’m talking about the lack of interest I have in vacuuming, grocery shopping, and learning what new apps are on stupid smart phones! I don’t have window treatments because I don’t have a “decorator”. I know I’m not in shape, but that is because I don’t have a “personal trainer”, and who in the hell would have a pool with out the “boy”?
I need to be maintained! Most people have someone cut their hair for them, without guilt, or get the monthly mani/pedi without blinking an eye. Come on now, tell the truth…if you could blink an eye…AND … your closet is clean, your car is filled with gas, and your dog and plants could feed themselves…. wouldn’t it make you…a better you?
My sister said, ” I work harder than anyone I know! Just ask my housekeeper!” (True story!)
I’m proud to be… a high maintenance wanna be!
Funny Little Thighs
Tracy, I am really enjoying your blog! I love this one! I strive to be high maintenance, but life keeps getting in the way. Write on!
So happy to be writing, but so excited about people reading my blog! Thanks for commenting,(Love the comment!!) I’ll have more to share soon!
Enjoying every word, Tracy. You engage me.
Any complement is appreciated, but coming from you (especially when grammer is involved) it means everything! Thanks…
LOVE reading your blog!!! I just have one comment…I wish they were longer! 😜 You are so entertaining Aunt T!
Keeping them PG is the hard part! Thanks, please share my site on your fb!
Ask someone exposed to high maintenance for decades what high maintenance (HM) means and they’ll tell you that it usually follows this line of thought, “Give me what will kill me, but back off just a little bit.” Apply this to every situation. I’ve been married to a HM wife for 35 years which makes me a newcomer, I know, but I can prove she is HM. I’ve heard all of the following in my house – some more than once. “Look, I don’t care – money does make me happy and people who say it can’t buy happiness have obviously never been to Nordstrom’s.” “I can’t eat breakfast and get my hair done. Sorry.” “I threw all your jeans away because I just couldn’t let you walk around in them any longer. So let’s go shopping!” And, “The picnic caterer is bringing the event manager in 30 minutes and they’ll both have lists. Are you thirsty?” LOL – Tracy, this is a great blog and you’re a fabulous writer!
WHAT in the hell did you think when you married a Brenau girl…Miss Brenau at that!
Just got home from Highlands with a group of former (which only means older) Brenau girls…and HAD to write about it the night I got home. This blog is called, It’s about the Bond. (inside story…which is always the case when writing) One of the girls with us has a son named is Bond, and he had an extremely serious skiing accident this past winter, which was our “purpose” in getting together. ANYWAY…GiGi would approve. I hope she reads it…and you too, of course. Would love any advise you have as well!
Love your blog. Keep writing.
Hi Carol…I just did…about you! hahaha