It wasn’t that bad a day, really
Emma and I chat idly in the living room as the children play around us. “I could…” I start, then get distracted and wander out to the front porch, leaving the sentence unfinished. Poor Emma is left in a state of astonished panic. She hadn’t heard “I could”, you see, but rather, “I quit.”
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It's Not All Mary Poppins 
I have said those words.
Not “I could…” but “I quit!”
But of course I didn’t.
i’ve yet to utter the words. i don’t think i’ve reach that stage yet. yet.
I quit! I Quit! I QUIT! I QUIT!!!
Sigh.
LOL
Misfit: Because you can’t, can you? I don’t mean that you’re not allowed, or that you can’t escape them, but you just can’t. Not when it gets right down to it – and don’t they make sure, some days, that it gets riiiight down to it??
Jungs: Who knows what the future holds, but let’s hope you never do! This would put you in the 1.8% minority, by my very sophisticated polling methods.
Haley: You have not yet begun to fight: don’t even have kids yet! Though some roommates can give you an early taste of it…
si: hiya.