Weeds aplenty to attack, but oh my aching knees.
Dust bunnies hide beneath furniture, but I’m too tired to seek them out.
Wash basket’s full. I could do a load, but there’s that moody sky.
Bed linen need changing, but seeing as I’m not washing...
Should write more of my novel, but the muse slumbers.
Dillydallying is wearisome so I revive myself with a glass of chardonnay and a DVD. I drink a toast to Scarlett O’Hara in Gone with the Wind.
“After all, tomorrow is another day.”