I just finished cleaning my kitchen. Consequently, I have a great feeling about tomorrow. What is the deal about women and having a clean kitchen?!
Alas, Hubby is down to his emergency underwear, and if I don’t get busy washing some clothes, he won’t feel great about tomorrow.
Here are a couple of Crapsey cinquains I jotted down in honor of my laundry:
1.
Laundry
accumulates
in persistent silence,
challenging Everest for weary
mother.
2.
Mother,
Her silent foe
Towering her small frame,
Divides, conquers, with patience, folds
Laundry.
Leslie Wiggins 
3 responses to “If Hubby Ain’t Happy…”
LOL! Those are great! I too feel *so* much better when I wake up to a clean kitchen. There’s nothing worse then being groggy and hungry and trying to deal with three hungry children in a dirty kitchen.Oh yeah, and I better go tackle some laundry!
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Tim C, gave notice to your blog and I came over to take a looksie.Like what I see. We have much in common. Blessings to you and your family.w
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Nice to meet you, Wes. I’m so glad you like it. Thanks for the visit!
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