MY OFFICIAL RESIGNATION
I am hereby officially tendering my resignation as an adult. I have decided I would like to accept the responsibilities of an 8 year-old again
Here is my list of wants
1. I want to go to McDonald's and think that it's a four star restaurant.
2.I want to walk to the Piggly Wiggly with a dollar and come home with a whole bag of bubblegum.
3. I want to go to Baskin Robbins and stare at all the flavors of ice cream and them pick the same kind I always do.
4. I want to take my Grandma there and watch how she passes up all the flavors and declares that only vanilla will do....remember Mom?
5. I want to sail sticks across a fresh mud puddle and make a sidewalk with rocks.
6.I want to make little boats and sail them down the curb when the rain comes....I want it to rain.
7.I want to think M&Msare better than money because you can eat them.
8.I want to climb the big tree in the middle of the yard at my childhood home and pretend I live there.
9.I want to wake up on Saturday and watch Shirley Temple.
10. I want to sneak out of bed when my parents aren't looking and watch Carol Burnett which was on way past my bedtime.
11.I want to lie under a big oak tree and run a lemonade stand with my friends on a hot summer's day.
12.I want to return to a time when life was simple, when all you knew were colors, multiplication tables, and nursery rhymes, but that didn't bother you, because you didn't know what you didn't know and you didn't care.
All you knew was to be happy because you were blissfully unaware of all the things that should make you worried or upset.
I want to think the world is fair. That everyone is honest and good. I want to believe that anything is possible.
I want to be oblivious to the complexities of life and be overly excited by the little things again.
I want to live simple again.
I don't want my day to consist of computer crashes,
mountains of paperwork, depressing news, how to survive more days in the month than there is money in the bank, doctor bills, gossip, illness, and loss of loved ones.
I want to believe in the power of smiles, hugs, a kind word, truth, justice, peace, dreams, the imagination, mankind, and making angels in the snow.
So . . .. here's my checkbook and my car keys, my credit card bills and my investment statements. I am officially resigning from adulthood.
And if you want to discuss this further, you'll have to catch me first, cause........
....."Tag! You're it."
Try to Remember the Simple Things in Life.
((((((((((((((HUGS FOR EVERYONE))))))))))))))
Hope Ya'll join me ! |
And remember....
The tree in the middle of the yard is base for tag and hide and seek.
It is second base for baseball games
And if you climb real high and hold on tight it works to find your dreams.
Barbara
14 comments:
Wait for me.......I'm right behind you and I have cookies !!! Linda in WA
wait i have the m&s :) this was great thankyou for sharing
Deb
don't leave me behind Ive got the bubble gum ~ Ally
MY MOMMA SAID SHE WILL TAKE US , I QUIT TOO LOLOL SO I AM HOLLERING SHOTGUN WITH MOM DRIVING BUT YOU CAN RIDE TOO! HUGS, LOLOL SHERRY
I wanna go too!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (((hugs)))
Cindy
lol guess what I quite too. I'll be joining you.
Well, I think I'll resign too lol
I joining too. I am advocating my crown to the kindom of responsability....
Now, if you will excuse me ??
I have official business to tend to.
Im going outside to make mudd pies..............
I quit too; joining you for a glass of lemonade, a game of hide and seek and laying on the grass looking at the clouds and seeing what pictures are in them.
(and to think kids want to grow up sooo fast these days)
betty
Me too, let's be kids again. Now I understand why mom tried to slow me down when I wanted to grow up so fast. Hugs,
Lisa
Well then I don't know if I ever grew up...cause I still think some of these things. lol Hugs and GBU, Shelly
I just came in from the tree house. What's all this resignation stuff? I never started the job. Never gonna grow up -- Yuck!!! I'm going back out to play, see you later!
Martha :-)
Hey yeah! CATHY
Sign me up too!
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