Today I don't feel like doing anything.
I just wanna lay in my bed.
Just gotta make the kids and chickens breakfast, get them dressed, brushed and off to school (kids, not chickens), amuse the Badoo, tidy up with a small person helping, clean up after the small person who helped, phone the plumbers, phone the gardeners, phone lifeline, race to the shops, find a park, do the grocery shopping, swap the wrong size raincoat I foolishly bought Cappers, find a pair of trainers that Cappers will like (blue but not boyish, not pink, maybe purple), drive home, make Badoo lunch, tidy up after Badoo lunch, amuse the Badoo, make afternoon tea, do the school run, collect six kids (and a
euphonium), administer afternoon tea, get all kids changed and run them to pottery class, take Badoo and a spare to the park, amuse the Badoo and the spare, drop spare home, pick up after pottery class, make dinner while supervising homework, run the bath, put kids in the bath, take kids out of the bath, drown self in bath, dry kids, assist into pyjamas, administer dinner, clean up after dinner, greet returning hero husband, love you love you love you, watch husband feed chickens, reward any shred of good behaviour for the day with marbles, brush kids' teeth, bedtime routine, send children back to bed who get out of bed threatening no marbles for tomorrow, grimace at husband, threaten to close their bedroom door if they come out one more time, eat own dinner with husband, smile at husband occasionally, make paper flowers for the kinder lunch tomorrow, shower, brush teeth... ... ... I just wanna lay in my bed.
'Cause today I swear I'm not doing anything.
Nothing at all.
When was the last time you got to have an actual Lazy Day?
[Image by Vanessa Paxton via Flickr]
