I would never want you to think I have it all together (so not true) or that I actually mop my floors (does spot cleaning count?).
Today, I'm telling you this...
I curse like a sailor. All the time. It's not very pretty and it's a terrible habit. But I use, quite regularly, all those awful bad words we constantly tell our kids NOT to say. I use them hundreds of times a day and they now are so natural to me they slip out when I least expect them to.
It's very unladylike. And un-mother-like. The other day I was walking behind my daughter on the stairs, and I was saying something. I can't even remember what it was. But I slipped a f*ck in there without even blinking. My daughter gasped and turned at me with a "MOM!"
Thank heavens for kids who know better than to use language their parents use.
I don't know when I started using these words, or even why. It may be because I have four brothers. Or maybe it's because I started with a few choice words and now I've expanded to more words, and I just created a monster.
I do know with certainty that waitressing did not help. If anything, it only fed my terrible, awful, no good potty mouth.
I'm trying to cut back, and I promise I know better than to use these words out in public or in front of other people's munchkins. I can manage a filter when it is absolutely necessary.
To wrap this up, Happy F*cking Tuesday. Just kidding, kind of (wink).
Have a good one!