It’s tough being the Queen’s daughter.
Of course what she does is so much more stressful and hard than what I did growing up. Stacking 30,000 bales of hay a year in 90 degree heat, throwing calves to brand and castrate them, fixing fences on the rainy days, and breaking a few two year old horses for fun in my spare time. Oh, I also got paid....nothing.
I still wouldn’t trade places with the worthless POS.