A Word from A
I Get Around To It"
1999, by Cheryl Demas
- I've been working on a big project for
weeks, and I've been so frustrated with my lack of progress.
This weekend I was thinking if I could just get some time alone,
I would be able to get a lot more done.
So I asked my husband if he could
take the girls for a few hours. He agreed to take them out for
pizza. The girls were excited for their "Daddy Date"
and happily waved goodbye. I stood at the door for a minute,
listening to, and enjoying the silence. Then I headed for the
computer well not quite yet, first I better put away those dishes,
and I might as well throw in a load of laundry.
On my way to the laundry room,
I walked by the mirror, and noticed that my eyebrows really needed
a good plucking. How long has it been since I've had time to
do that? And my toes! Wouldn't a nice coat of fresh polish be
just the thing for summer?
Now, back to the laundry then
I saw my daughter's dress that needed mending, which would just
take a second. After all, if I don't get it fixed soon, she will
have outgrown it. Then, throw in a load of laundry, and I'd better
iron that shirt for tomorrow.
What a great feeling ... I was
getting so much accomplished.
Then, finally, I could sit down
at the computer and really get some work done!
That's when I heard the key in
the door ... "Mom, we're home!"