Heart palpatations
[I started this message in an email to a friend, but now it's a post]
Today I got a myspace message from somebody that graduated from high school with me in 1990. We don't recognize each other, (I was the president of the ASB! For goodness sakes, I was the brown kid!) but she says she's famous for being the first one to get pregnant in high school. Anyway, her daughter is now SEVENTEEN.
Needless to say, I am flipping out. I am old! We are old people! I'm old enough to be my own daughter's spanish teacher. Luckily, I don't have a seventeen year old daughter.
But can you imagine having a teenage daughter, and trying to get her into college right now, on my salary? I am having heart palpatations just thinking about it. Right now she'd be procrastinating on her college applications, trying to borrow the car, plotting with her evil little friends about prom and parties... dating...
I suppose a seventeen year old son would freak me out too, but I don't want to think about that. Shudder. I don't suppose you can just feed them a can of tuna for dinner, or hose them down in the yard when they get dirty.
2 comments:
well...you could.
then child welfare services would come by and take away your children.
but i know what you mean: when my mom was my age she had two daughters in school! i wouldn't be able to support a family on my non profit salary at all!
When my parents were my age, they had four children in school, had had enough money to buy three houses (two for his parents, one for us), were completely well established in The Career and had innumerable life-long friends. A few years later, they gave all that up and we immigrated to the US.
and you thought America was the land of opportunity. sigh.
Post a Comment