My Wife's Inner Monologue
Oh, to occupy that head of yours if only for a moment or two. How nice it must be to have no worries no urgency. To sprint up thirteen steps only to yell down immediately, “Does anyone know why I am up here?” To never have to worry about being on time someone takes care of that for you. Oh, and the bills: Quick! Who gives us electricity? Yeah... didn't think so. To be the one playing on the floor, making them laugh when it’s that time to leave while I make sure they have food, clothes, bibs… an endless checklist so long, check detailed, check ...