Hey, It’s Deb…
Not sure what I’ve gotten myself into, but I may end up owing my kids a lot of money at the end of 30 days.
Here’s the deal. I was in the kitchen last night when I dropped something on the floor and let a curse word slip in front of our oldest. (Let’s just say it wasn’t ‘Shoot!’) He commented that I should try to go 30 days without letting a tiny word slip, and being the competitive person that I am, I gladly accepted that challenge.
Mistake $1.
I also got a bit carried away and agreed to pay $1 to a jar for every curse word I accidentally say. And then, with an extra bit of confidence, I told him that he and his brother can split any money in the jar at the end of the 30 days. You can imagine my son’s excitement. ‘There will be a MINIMUM $50 in there,’ he joked.
Now what?
I’m nervous, but determined to win this d*@n thing. LOL! Jim and Kevin have promised to hold me accountable. And I can’t let my kids win. Maybe at baseball but not this. I MUST WIN at all costs.
Wish me luck!
