The Milkmaid and Her Pail

Patty the Milkmaid was going to market carrying her milk in a Pail on her head.  As she went along she began calculating what she would do with the money she would get for the milk.  "I'll buy some fowls from Farmer Brown," said she, "and they will lay eggs each morning, which I will sell to the parson's wife.  With the money that I get from the sale of these eggs I'll buy myself a new dimity frock and a chip hat; and when I go to market, won't all the young men come up and speak to me!  Polly Shaw will be that jealous; but I don't care.  I shall just look at her and toss my head like this.  As she spoke she tossed her head back, the Pail fell off it, and all the milk was spilt.  So she had to go home and tell her mother what had occurred.

"Ah, my child," said the mother,

"Do not count your chickens before they are hatched."

que mas quieres?

Eres una chava super linda, inteligente, divertida.. en todos los sentidos, ya veras que pronto encontraras a alguien que pueda disfrutar todo lo que tienes por dar.. Pero lo siento.. ese alguien no soy yo.

Nunca he entendido este comentario que mas de un hombre me ha hecho…  igual con mas o menos palabras pero al final de cuentas es lo mismo: exaltan tus cualidades pero .. si soy todo eso, porque no es  suficiente? Que mas esperan? Nunca he entendido porque lo hacen, creo que al lugar de hacerte sentir mejor te sientes peor, pues no entiendes que es lo que hiciste mal.. que hice mal?

Lo siento .. no eres tu, soy yo.

Claro #$%&$"@"!! obvio que eres tu!! si yo soy perfecta ;)