Ages ago I read a book entitled Not Quite What I was Planning: Six Word Memoirs.
Recently I found my own attempts at mini-autobiographies written on a scrap of paper on my refrigerator, sandwiched between our vet's business card and a picture of my son.
They include:
I'm happily lost in life's details.
Wealthy woman with small bank account.
I would rather be a cat.
Life is laughing, loving and learning.
I only live near the sea.
I hate change, I crave change.
Only need my family and friends.
Now that I am living the "Mommy life" I have this to add:
Nothing is more valuable than sleep:)
