things to do:
work, work, work
look, see shards of light on office wall; morning is breaking
mourn the fact that you never stopped to sleep
have this thought interrupted by the ringing of bells
think you died, and are the next angel being born
realize it's the front door
restart heart
answer door
retrieve very early morning FedEx
ahh ... the tickets
better than sleep, almost
put them in a not-so-safe place on your cluttered desk
step over stuff in true ballet form in order to do this
be careful not to disturb the art process that litters the carpet
look down at your toes in your grandma's pink slippers
(the extra pair she had saved back but never wore)
examine the works in progress
realize there is a fleck of red paper on your slipper
ponder its tear-shaped nature
put the "bloody tear" in one of the "to use" piles
wonder why red keeps accenting your work in a subtle fashion
smell coffee brewing
forget you even made coffee
think it's cool that someone made coffee
wonder who to thank
go get coffee
fill big cup
add two blue packets of fake sugar
"poof" the skim milk in your milk "poofer"
pour over steaming mug, forming high peaks
put your finger into one of the high peaks and let luci lick them (cat)
offer some to belle (the other cat) but she won't want any
remind yourself to quit offering it to her because she's too picky
give what belle didn't want to cj (the dog)
realize none of them should probably be spoiled on poofed milk
head off somewhere, balancing coffee and a huge mental "to do list"
set cup of coffee down because coffee = "oh, geez, i have to pee!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
go to bathroom (yada, yada, yada)
wash hands
do not look in mirror in case you are not there
come out to find funny little dog dancing
take the dog out to pee
consider that it would be funny if it came out skim, white and foamy
notice the sun is coming up out of the ground
note the gray-silver-white fog sitting on the marsh grass
the marsh is white and foamy, covered with poofs of skim
notice the fading yellow wild flowers poking through
watch the graduation of pale blue to pink sky
wonder if the sun will break through the low-lying fog
look up
see the moon (a crescent) has torn a hole in the morning sky
count the three stars that have leaked through
realize the sun *is* coming up and your slippers are wet with dew
feel the slack of the leash as the dog returns to you, having gone 1 and doo
make a mental note of where the doo is lying so you can scoop it later
also make a note to take a nap, before or after doo-scooping
go back inside to manage other shi* that could be hitting the fan
tickle junior high tall blond girl's toes to wake her up
go through the usual prompts of "make your toast and brush your teeth"
blah blah blah blah
wonder aloud if lunch is packed and if she really brushed her hair
wish you had a cup of coffee
find a cold one sitting on the ledge in the hall
mentally thank the person who left you this coffee, albeit cold, milk slightly poofed
wonder why someone left you hot coffee earlier and this current spirited elf leaves you cold shit
drink it
grab a bagel
set it down to say goodbye to 11-year-old
push kid out door
watch as dog and cats and bunny relax into a morning nap
wonder how a person (oops, animal) can nap when they have just gotten up
say the word nap over and over and over until it doesn't sound like a word
realize if you start laughing you won't stop, and that you will sound more like an animal than a person.
criss-cross back over all the stuff you stepped over before
realize you left the rest of your cold coffee and the bagel in the kitchen
wonder why the kitchen suddenly seems 50-billion miles away
sink down in chair
see someone has left you an opened, but mostly 3/4 full bottle of water.
drink some
stare at the flashing cursor on the notepad screen
grab mouse
minimize the notepad document titled "too young to know better"
while it disappears to the task bar, wonder whether the poem was too whatever?!?!
realize it doesn't matter now as it is out of sight for the time being
tell yourself you are not a freak just because you have 8-zillion things minimized on your task bar and that your task bar is 3 inches thick
realize that kids just like to pick on their mom and some day they will have a three-inch thick task bar too!
under your breath say, "so i multi-task ... sue me!"
then say, "gee, no wonder i had a stroke!"
realize that's sort of not funny and you are temping the fates who are already leaving you odd beverages about the house
get back to work
keep your mind off things
what little mind you have left after days of sleep deprivation.
(long post, i know, left it in the blog section, as well, so if you doubled back here, sorry for the repeat (and if you just got my "author broadcast as a subscriber, you are wondering, "why the heck didn't she attach this piece to it, and save us the double-whammy email!")
... just trying to hold my place as they say in this game of musical chairs. i have just one chair, but this week i'm wearing about 10 different hats!
been busy ... not sure what day it is ... will be busy for a while longer yet ... then going on vacation ... then returning homeafter shock treatments, cryo baths and other behavior modification. just kidding, am taking a real vacation soon. more news and more coherent thought patterns from me in early october ... near as i can guess. i am still here, in and out, prior to my trip, just not able to find the time to post or comment much. will be somewhat quiet, as well upon my return, and then hopefully back in gear for crying out loud!
Overall, an intriguing and creative piece. Found you because someone popped by my site from "Orphan Girl." Glad they did that.
enjoyed it!!!
pull out that vacation hat and enjoy!!!
*whew, i'm tired just reading this one--WOW! slow down, get some rest...sounds like you need it
frenetic energy sizzles in every line--well done!
(((HUGS))) and love, karla. *yawn* LOL
for some reason that line struck me as I read this fantastic piece... I can relate to some of it... anyone can have a morning like that... or a whole day... or a week... or a month... or wow... a year? ;)
enjoy your vacation, anne!!
Sandie May Angel :o)