Alone Time
02/27/2006 04:39 p.m.
Serenity surrounds me as I revel in being all by myself.
The kids are at grandma's.
My husband, at work.
The tinkling of the fish tank filter is my mood music.
I can read a book.
I can watch t.v.
Just me.
I know there are things I should be doing with this rare time.
Laundry's piled high.
The kitchen floor could use a sweeping.
The vacuum is calling my name.
But such mundane activities would be a waste of this precious time.
I'd rather not.
I am currently Lazy