When the day comes that I am an old maid I am going to have a cat and it will be red and I will be a cat lady.
And I will spend rainy afternoons with a book and a roast chicken.
And although my mother will frequently tell me that it is my fault that she never had any grandchildren, I will be quite happy indeed.
Even after Marie gets married and it is just me and the cat.
Because she wouldn't let me have a cat when we lived together anyway.
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5 months ago
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Jessica!!! I freaking love you. I miss you. You are such an amazing writer!
Today, someone told me that I looked really nice. She told me this because "I'm guessing you feel like an old maid and you probably need to hear that sometimes." So, I guess I am already an old maid, and since I my parents and I live in the same place again and they have a cat, so now I do, that seals the deal. At 26.5 I must be an old maid. Come join the ranks Yessica. It's not so bad. :)
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