Mother

The mother of my daughter is always negotiating with me. Nothing just is.

And she is only satisfied when she gets what she wants out of a negotiation. Otherwise she is grumpy or, worse still, angry.

She really tries to put her daughter’s interests first but a life long habit is hard to break. She normally simply does what the hell she wants.

Plus she comes from a family of men haters. Given this I think she is doing a pretty good job with me.

We are half way to eighteen and still negotiating. I think we will make it and not break too many eggs along the way.

It’s a bloody good lesson in dealing with shit that you can’t run away from. All good even if it’s bad.