I'm a girl

I think it's funny how girls are such girls sometimes.

I find myself worrying, wondering, hustling, analyzing, figuring, planning, and doing anything else that ends in "ing."

24/7. I get excited easily, worked up even easier, and most of the time I'm just a gosh darn spaz.

I try not to be dramatic-I hate drama and I just want everyone to get along.

But sometimes in my head I've got a whole 3 act play going on where I'm the leading star.

There's always something going on up there.

"Did that offend him? Does he hate me now? What do they think of me? Was I too bossy? Did I act too snooty? I hope they like my outfit."

Can't you just see the wheels turning?

And then I know this one guy who just...................is.

He doesn't worry, analyze, overthink, hustle, figure, or plan.

He just...........................................................................is.

He'll just sit there on the couch with the remote in his cute little hand,

without a care in the world.

I ask him, "What do you think? Aren't you excited? What're ya feeling? What do you think he meant by that? Do you think they're ok?"

And he'll look at me and say, "Man I'm hungry."

Gosh I love that man.

You know sometimes it really drives me crazy that men don't think like women do.

But I guess the big man upstairs knew what He was doing because if we were both like this...............................

I'm crazy enough for the both of us!