The Other Extreme-- A Quick Vent
Summer does get old, what with the doing nothing all the time. I have to admit that by the end of July, I was ready for some responsibility. Now it's back to the other extreme; I'll have no time for doing nothing. What about the weekend, you say? Ha! When else am I going to wash the dishes, wash, fold, and put away the clothes, sweep the floors, clean the toilets, make the bed, wipe down the counters, buy the groceries, and cook the meals? I barely caught my breath this weekend, and now I must return to the front lines.
Oh well. At least they're not shooting back as much this year.
Oh well. At least they're not shooting back as much this year.
The day is young.
Posted by Anonymous | 8:54 AM
That's what husbands are for.
Posted by Anonymous | 12:36 PM