What I don't mind is people passing me on the road when they want to drive over the speed limit.
What I do mind is people honking at me at the intersection to go while I'm waiting for a pedestrian to cross.
What I don't mind is someone telling a blond joke that is relatively tasteful.
What I do mind is people teasing me by telling me I must be dumb because I am blond.
What I don't mind is a baby who is sick and needs my constant attention.
What I do mind is all of the laundry that follows-- clothes, sheets, bedding, and scrubbing spots out of the carpet with club soda.
What I don't mind is someone who doesn't agree with me about politics and is willing to discuss it because they are curious.
What I do mind is someone who tells me I am stupid, unrighteous or unpatriotic to believe as I do.
What I don't mind is toothpaste in the sink after bedtime.
What I do mind is toothpaste sprayed across the counter, flecking the mirror, and dripped across the floor after bedtime.
What I don't mind is a child on each knee and/or sharing my lap and needing comfort at the same time.
What I do mind is a child pushing another out of my lap while I am trying to nurse and my husband is watching the Simpsons. *
What I don't mind is someone telling me that I look young for my age.
What I do mind is someone treating me like I know nothing because I look young for my age.
What I don't mind is a car full of carseats and childcare-related emergency supplies.
What I do mind is a car full of carseats, childcare-related emergency supplies, and trash from all the various childcare emergencies (ie, hunger, thirst, kleenex, toys, etcetera).
What I don't mind is washing and folding a huge mountain of laundry.
What I do mind is washing, folding, and carting a huge mountain of laundry in several trips up the stairs because I know if I give them to my six year old she'll just throw them on the floor. **
What I don't mind is sloppy chocolate kisses, a runny nosed child rubbing her face all over my shirt, or ice cream spilled on the floor.
What I do mind are the names etched and/or written on the walls of the house we don't own.
What I don't mind is bringing my child to and from school everyday.
What I do mind is having to call the office every time I can't bring her to school and explain why.
What I don't mind is the eye rolling that occurs when I explain to a child why she needs to be obedient.
What I do mind is eye rolling followed by disobedience.
*normally a very awesome and attentive husband.
** normally a very conscientious and obedient daughter.
Whew. Felt good to get that off my chest. Thanks for listening.
4 comments:
i am not going to comment because a woman scorned is a tempest in a teapot...old english proverb, is there anyway a person could comment on this blog and not hit a nerve???
lol. You could sympathise. That would not hit a nerve. Or you could relate one of your own I don't mind... I do mind thoughts. But you're probably right.
what i do not mind is someone who works hard but recognizes the savior for all he has done....what i do mind is someone who rightly knows he has to work for his eternal life and lets everbody know what it is he has done
What I do not mind is the doctor telling me I have maybe only dropped a little bit along with telling me that some women don't even drop until they're in labor.
What I do mind is the nurse implying that I'm not that big because she's seen people with tummies that are bigger, along with telling me that I haven't dropped yet.
(Nothing personal against the nurse...one gets ultra-sensitive about lack of progress in these the last few days!)
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