Why do I always say yes to babysitting? I so rarely enjoy it. Like tonight, I’m watching my landlord’s kid for three hours, but I think he might be sleeping for two of them. But he’s in the awkward walking-but-not-talking stage, which is my LEAST FAVORITE STAGE… And he’s one of those kids that always seems to have a gross cold, and his parents KIND of sketch me out. And also babysitting limits my Personal Autonomy, which is something I’ve come to realise I value above almost all other things. Notably for tonight, I won’t be able to go to bed at 9:00. SIGH.
But it pays my internet bill for the month so I guess it’s an overall win.