I survived my two days worth of babysitting. This experience has confirmed my suspicion that I am not cut out for children. Taylor was an angel, and it was a piece of cake, but I lost all patience with being tied to the apartment. I’m too immature and selfish for kids of my own. I like to be able to pick up and go whenever I please.
Speaking of picking up and going, I’m going on a road trip next weekend. Look out LA!!
Still unemployed, so if anyone hears any leads, please let me know.