I've had a revelation.
Remember love in the time of cholera. Well, it’s not like
that, except maybe for the title.
You see, my sister has been down with the cold for a long
time. And this time it was bad. Since she hasn't been feeling well, I've been driving her to work and back.
Awww….ain't I cute. But seriously, no hugs.
However, the downside of that was putting up with loud mucosal
sounds was some sneak peeks at the contents of the tissue paper.
Now, while it’s quite possible to roll out of a running car
going less than 20kmph and not get injured, it is a bad idea to do it if you’re
the driver; with an unsuspecting passenger.
The feeling of wanting to upchuck and strangle my sister was
quite strong. There truly was a strange disturbance in the force.
Regardless, my
revelation comes at the point when I’m blowing my own nose and then admiring
the icky contents of it.
So, that’s what it’s like to have a child!
When that icky thing comes out of my body it seems so well
deserved but when someone else does it, it just makes me want to vomit. Kind of
the same thing but with children.
I’ve decided to then live with my boogers and give children
a miss.
After all, you can take it, wrap it up and throw it in the dustbin if
you want. And also do the same with boogers.
