It all started about a year ago after i graduated university and started to look for a job. There were a few month where I took my time to relax, hang out and travel. While I was home, I took up the lifestyle of a "Yummy Mummy".Â
Gym, Brunch, Tan, Chills, Party. That was a pretty good description of my days and nights. Ohh.. and random shit for my mom.Â
It started with little things, pick up the dry cleaning please, drop of this gift... and with every passing day grew and I developed into what my friends like to call me; a HIT.
Talk about abuse and overused of power I was sent to buy BBQs and vacuume cleaners. I went to the plant nursery to buy and plant a new spring and fall garden.. Bake 10 Zuchinni pies to put in the freezer... The list goes on.. all ridiculous things that only an HIT would be trusted to do.Â
Over the year, its turned into a huge joke.. SHOCKER. I know.Â
With my sisters in spain, my brothers in camp my mothers up north and my dad.. well hes all over he place. I'm pretty much living alone.
As an HIT I always have milk in my fridge for my morning bowl of cereal and some Diet Coke. Nothing less. Nothing more. That's what salad bars and froyo are for.
I've also started to clean...
And so.. with time Ill learn.. Its only mid August not tooo bad right?Â
My lifes a joke and I embrace it.Â