Wednesday, July 15, 2009

summer bliss.

i have somehow rationalized myself into thinking
that if i get the dishes done by the time steve gets home,
if i accomplish that HUGE task,
and only that task,
no dinner made,
no clothes washed, or bathrooms scrubbed,
then i can call my day, my summer day, a success.

and i believe it too.

how wrong is that?
summer, much like ignorance, is bliss.

1 comment:

steffany said...

Oh master.
I am unworthy.
your padawan learner.