My mother called me this morning (or maybe I called her, I don’t really remember). This is not unusual, since I am her only child, which apparently means that we must remain in phone contact at least once a day.
The conversation that followed, however, is one that I fear marks the end of my peace of mind. You see, I am 25, single, and childless. Given my social life and dating history (hint:I have none), the odds of marriage or children occuring seems rather slim.
My mother opens with–You need to have children.
I’m thinking, what, tomorrow? And point out that this seems rather unlikely at the moment and also, hi, 25.
She responds: “Yes, but I need something to take pictures of. I got my film developed, and there were three rolls with nothing but pictures of your cats.”
This, dear readers, this is the end of my peace of mind. She wants grandchildren. It’s a day I hoped would not come for another 10 years. I am doomed.
Tarot Card of the Day: Justice