Confessions

It is my greatest joy to take my ass home at the end of the day.

Whenever the parents leave their things around the house, I like to google the item to try and find out how much it cost. Idky I do it. It’s like a fun game to me. I’m always shocked at how much they pay for things. It never gets old. 

MB is my style icon. I frequently copy her looks. I even take pics of her when she isn’t looking. That sounds creepy but the woman looks amazing and I need to step it up. 

I feel smug when my work kids let me know how much they love me in front of their parents. 

I learn so much working for rich people. I’m going to use it to my advantage. 

DB and I talk a lot. I think he sees how reasonable I am compared to his wife and I think it makes him regretful about marrying her. 

MB plans to cut my hours but I’m not worried because once she sees how much I actually do, she’ll want to go back to the original hours. She’s too lazy to do all that stuff herself. 

MB dresses her kids like they stepped out of the Dick and Jane books. She even monograms their clothes. 

When MB gets rid of stuff, I take her cast offs and sell them. 

I’m grateful for my job but I really don’t understand why MB would hire me when she’s a sahm.