Growing up, “Bored” was an ugly word in my house.
If my good Mama ever heard the phrase “I’m bored” come out of my mouth, she would take great offense. Usually, she’d respond with something like, “Well, there’s no such thing as bored, there are only boring people. So you must be boring.”
Of course, I’d take offense at that and would generally poke out my bottom lip, puff up my scrawny chest and go find something to occupy my time. I’m sure, in her great wisdom, she knew exactly how I’d respond.
I’m also pretty sure that as soon as I stomped off, she’d let a quiet smile slip across her face….
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