God, I wish someone had turned me on to this stuff before I met my spouse.
I swear, it’s as if I’m cheating on him. I’m leaving him alone to sit in the living room and watch TV(his programs), listen to his music(spanish), snack on whatever and he’s mad at me? I can’t understand a dang word on the hispanic programs he watches, or the music he listens to. So, why not be in the other room blogging? I make money and you'd think he'd be happy to know where I am and what I'm doing
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