My supertalent is eating my words. Which is super duper great because I have to eat my words all of the damn time. I have love handles from words eaten.
Last week I wrote a post about how awesome I am because my boys don’t whine. I clicked post and Karma was all “Ahahahahahah! She didn’t, did she?! Oh my gosh she did! GET HER!” Immediately my boys began to whine and have not stopped since.
I deserved that.
It’s tempting for me to see what else I can jinx. I talked to my Jinxism mentor, Greta the Amazing, the other night. I told her that I should say that I’m really awesome at being poor so I could get Jinxed and be rich. She’s very wise and came back with, “No. You would have to say “I’m so happy I’m poor.” Any word that indicates a positive emotion of peace and joy is your ticket. Especially when it comes to your children. In your sentence “I’m really great at being poor” will end up at you not being great at being poor. Thus, you will STILL be poor and completely suck at it. You’re welcome.”
I’m really happy I’m poor. I’m really happy I’m poor. I’m really happy I’m poor.