The clock goes off. I like Im dead. I push snooze three Then I out of bed
The house is so The still asleep I time to myself So I my teeth
Then I my scriptures And say my Heaven knows Ill need Not to out my hair
I wish my day could be calm like this But let the rat race begin
The kids all up I them get dressed I do their then I make them breakfast A well balanced meal
I serve crunch and fruit loops I pack a lunch I find shoes and Just in for the bus
I kiss as they walk out the door You might think Id be lonely but are two more I plop them in of morning T.V. Its a price to pay for my sanity
Then I for 20 minutes Shower, and do the dishes in a few loads of laundry Vacuum the
Sweep the kitchen, the shelves I ought to hire help a diaper, find my keys Then out the door
To Wal-Mart, Costco, Target, ShopKo, Walgreens to get a few things in time for visit teaching But not all
the budget pay the bills, Clean up at least a dozen my e-mail, write a blog, Then my best friend
with homework, drive to soccer Make an with the doctor Plan a birthday, the dog, Piano
the friends home Pick the up for the dinner Ill order And when tomorrow Ill do this all again
my husband comes home, and pulls something out of my hair Its a smushed cheerio; I didnt it was there He me a hug in his sweet gentle way And then he asks, So, what did you do the usual