The Registry

So…

With every beep of the registry gun, I feel like I’m nailing the lid of the coffin that will damn me to suburban hell.

I liked the kitchen part of the registry because I LOVE cooking, but the other parts freak me out. I don’t know why, but choosing matching towel sets and formal dining wear stresses me out. I just see a future of Susie Homemaker, which is so not me.

Or will it be?

H, out.

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