today i got nuttin'
not one thing to say
using avoidance behaviors
and blogggin my way. . . .
past the mountain of laundry
i just kicked aside
over the dusty book stack
i just tried to hide
i'm done with pretending
i just have to accept
these lettered keys are much more alluring
than the chores that are left. . . .
from the weekend of projects, games and relaxing
i am swimming in jobs that are sending me maxing
"stress fest" on monday from so much worthy family time
are giving me rashes and a propensity for rhyme
i shall start my week ready, all forces in play!
clean all the bathrooms and iron wrinkles away!
make all the phone calls, pay all the bills!
use my new fuzzy duster to wipe all the sills!
but today although i've got nuttin', not one thing t' say
i'm blogging my worries, hoping they just . . . go away
guilt will o'er take me, at least a sense of duty
time to stop typing and stop being moody
yes, that's it, i will just get my self going . . .
and yet, there is that project i've yet to start sewing
ah, i've found it a worthy distraction,
its time to start sewing! jump into action!
phew, i was worried there for a minute
i saw myself, productive and actually finished
sacajawea