Today was one of the uberfabby great days of babysitting. Listen as my tone ricks of sarcasm. Its not that I really mind babysitting, its just that its not one of the most fabulous things to do. Today was actually one of the most interesting days. I, of course, was running late because my mom decided to stay home from work and I thought we only had one car. So as she's staring at the screen listening to the deep profound wisdom of Oprah, I'm standing waiting for a ride...yeah, it was already past 9. Finally, I look out the door, realize both cars are there and head off. The only bad news is:
I have to take the minivan.
Now I'm not carist or anything (like some people I know), but its my least favorite car of the three we own and today it was all about trucking children around.
To make matters worse, all of the children are awake when I get to their house. Right now would be a perfect moment for me to throw in the classic "WTF?" of livejournal blogging, however I will spare you the pain and agony of reading a spirited little teens adventures into the land of internet slang. At of the pure randomness of my brian, I just started reading back my sentences and trying to figure out what tense I was writing in and if it would fully be appropriate. Yesus Christe (Espanol pronounciation), what is this world coming to.
Oh, back to actually importance, or the lack there of...
All three of them were up so I had to think of something great to entertain them for the next 8 hours. Zach has his internet game. Heather will eventually go to her friends house. Hannah...oh, no...Hannah, PUT SPEEDY DOWN. I then took Hannah and Heather to my house to play with my really cool computer games, talk to my really cool family, and play with my really cool dog. Uh, yeah. It was at that moment driving in the minivan that I realized something. I never, ever want to be a soccer mom or maybe even have kids. I don't want to drive a crappy car full of kids, just to end up being like my mother and becoming her, in a bad job, where I am extremely unhappy. I won't let this happen. This is not the first time I've taken this vow, maybe the first time I have it in writing. All I know is that my goal in life may be not to end up like her. Not that there's anything wrong with the choice of motherhood. Personally, I adore children, I just don't think its for me. I know that if I ever had kids, I would fall in love with them and be devoted 100%. Maybe its because I'm selfish, I want to be devoted to myself like that. I'm sure this will change as I grow up. Maturity, that's what I need. A whole ass load of it.

That's really all that's important about babysitting today. Otherwise, all I've done is sleep, read and eat. Three of my favorite things in life. Today I finished reading The Alchemist. And I can honestly see how that book would be life changing for someone. I think it might be for me, a little, but then again, almost every single book I read is. It exspecially shows in my writing style of the time and way I'm thinking. Although, not always a permanet part of my personality, a small impression is made.

I hate to leave it here like this, but I must fly.

More later,

Melissa