For the last three hundred and sixty five days I have been trying to figure out where my Seven Year Itch is.
I still have about an hour left to locate it and put it to use.. but what exactly am I looking for?
Is it a disease?
Uncomfortable woolen socks?
Is it by any chance related to yeast and my personal amusement park?
Some people have told me that the seventh year you are married, you start to wonder if this is the person you really want to spend the rest of your life with.
Well bully for them. I did that the first year I was married. Back when all my baby did was scream. Well thats not true. Sometimes my baby would scream and poop. When I could not figure out a way to leave the baby and keep the man, I decided to stick around. (Turns out they cry way less when you feed them!)
During the past year there were definitely times I got itchy. But. Was that the Seven Year Itch?
And now that year seven is gone, Did I just lose all chance to experience it? Does it come around every seven years or just the once? Can I order it off of eBay? Most importantly, can I return it if I am unsatisfied? (I already checked; there is no return address on the kids.)
In any case.
(pee ess: No I'm not passed out. My eyes are shut in fear. I'm NOT a fan of heights!)
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