Been talking to Jen about how my life feels a little like a country song.
Its been rough.
I surely wouldn't wish this on my worst enemy.
And I don't even think mine has been as bad as most.
Was driving in my car, turned on the radio to country music and thought I could relate to the songs they played. My life sounds a little like a bad country song. Thought up a little bit in my head:
Husband for Sale
Back in the day I’d do just ‘bout anything for you;
Work hours in yard just so you wouldn’t have to.
I kept my hair the way you prefer;
My life before you was mostly a blur.
But in the end nothing mattered.
My heart was still the one that shattered.
You sold the boat my daddy gave me,
to increase our money flow.
But when you sold my Jeep,
I knew YOU had to go.
That Jeep was my baby since you wouldn’t give me any.
The lift and tires cost me a pretty penny.
She never left me high and dry,
or ever gave me a reason to cry.
She took me more places than you ever would,
I loved her more than any straight woman should.
You sold my motorcycle too,
That pain you didn’t have to know.
But when you sold my Jeep,
I knew YOU had to go.
~
LOL, you're welcome.
Picture it with a twang and some fiddles playing, and there you go.
\m/
