I've been dreaming that I'm a super hero, with super human powers. I've dreamed this twice now.
I think it's because I'm working outside the home at a local college, maintaining a three-bedroom home, keeping a husband happy and taking care of a two-year-old all at the same time (with bipolar illness thrown into the mix.)
Doesn't that qualify me as a super hero?
My needs are last on the list. I need to shave and start a diet. I need to put earrings in my lobe holes. I need to wipe the stain off my shirt. I need a pedicure.
I guess I'm a shoddy super hero.
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