Thursday, November 13, 2008

Pretending

A lot of times I feel as though I'm just playing house. As though I'm not actually the one who OWNS a house and has a husband with 2 children.

But...

when I'm scrubbing partially digested spaghetti and meat sauce vomit from rugs and her clothes and my clothes...

it doesn't really feel like pretending anymore.

2 Comments:

Blogger Heather said...

If only the REAL owner of the house would show up and do the cleaning for you! ;-)

9:28 PM  
Blogger Accidental Poet said...

ah yes, dream vs nightmare ...

10:34 PM  

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