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Tuesday, July 13, 2010

Gnash.

There are days - and this is one of them - when the Fates conspire against me, and things that usually take 5 minutes apiece will take hours and hours and hours.  These are the days - when the freelance writing won't flow, the laundry's backed up and the sweet peas are wilting - when I long for the time when my kids were toddlers.  All I had to do then to be wildly successful was to read Winnie the Pooh, sing a song and pass out a cookie all around - presto, I was Mary Poppins.

Sometimes I think that being a responsible adult is not all it's cracked up to be.

1 comment:

  1. Hang in there. One of these days they will all have homes of their own and realize what pills teens can be. HAH!

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