I turned thirty-seven last month. On the couch with my flu-ridden family all laying around, I silently celebrated. Not with cake, or a fancy dinner, but with lists. The first list I’m calling:
SHIT I DON’T CARE ABOUT BECAUSE I AM TURNING 37
your bumper stickers
panty lines (yours or mine)
your ideas about when spandex is appropriate
your diet
what you think about my diet
the way your kids look
my kids looking the way you want
when my car THINKS I need gas
how many miles you ran
how many miles I didn’t run
your kid’s fundraiser
my kid’s fundraiser
how clean your house is
how much I’m not mopping my floors
if you recycle
where you vacation
what you smoke
who you vote for
where your kids go to school
how much your taxes are
and Kanye West
And because I also care about new things:
SHIT I CARE ABOUT BECAUSE I AM NOW 37
what I think of myself
cat videos
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