Bet your bottom dollar
This morning, I was really, but seriously gonna get the muppers to school on time.
But then one miniature missing shoe set everything wonky, and the next thing I knew, a half-hour had sped past me and we were, yet again, thoroughly tardy.
But, you know, the sun will come out tomorrow.
This afternoon, I had a nice and neat (if incomplete) to-do list: restock the fridge and pantry, return what-was-I-thinking clothes, exchange them for that's-more-like-it clothes, restore order to this house of chaos and tackle two abandoned volunteer projects.
Then Mandy wondered if I was free for lunch, and I decided that I was, but only after a pedicure with Jen, and suddenly my day of much-needed productivity had been magically transformed into a day of undeserved leisure.
But tomorrow: it's only a day away.
Tonight I had a nearly complete mental draft of a great blog post about my newly bedecked walls.
But then my eyelids grew heavy and my bed beckoned me to get a decent night's sleep, for heaven's sake, and so it is that I stick out my chin, and grin, and not just say, but vow...
Tomorrow.
But then one miniature missing shoe set everything wonky, and the next thing I knew, a half-hour had sped past me and we were, yet again, thoroughly tardy.
But, you know, the sun will come out tomorrow.
This afternoon, I had a nice and neat (if incomplete) to-do list: restock the fridge and pantry, return what-was-I-thinking clothes, exchange them for that's-more-like-it clothes, restore order to this house of chaos and tackle two abandoned volunteer projects.
Then Mandy wondered if I was free for lunch, and I decided that I was, but only after a pedicure with Jen, and suddenly my day of much-needed productivity had been magically transformed into a day of undeserved leisure.
But tomorrow: it's only a day away.
Tonight I had a nearly complete mental draft of a great blog post about my newly bedecked walls.
But then my eyelids grew heavy and my bed beckoned me to get a decent night's sleep, for heaven's sake, and so it is that I stick out my chin, and grin, and not just say, but vow...
Tomorrow.
posted by mrsf5 at 10:05 PM
4 Comments:
Love this. Seriously.
I had such an Annie fetish when I was 13. I even sang "Tomorrow" in the high school talent show. I won, of course. I could belt like Ethel Merman. Now I just yell, but I try to keep it in tune.
Love this post, friend. It tickles me.
Can't keep up with all this frequent blogging from you--had to catch up! Love that you are blogging so much.
Annie--I watched Annie just about every day from the age of 5 to 7. When I turned 10, my parents gave my nanny a copy of the video and a hammer for her birthday!! HAHA!!
undeserved leisure my foot!
delighted that you asaid yes to both the pedicure and lunch both with good friends, and set the to-do list aside for tomorrow.
feel free to do the same today.
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