Today I Just Wanna.....

(and it's nothing spectacular...)

I want to play the artist today. Go into my room, chain smoke, run my fingers through my hair, sigh deeply, get up to refill my coffee cup.....

Maybe by two oclock I could write something brilliant or sew something stupendous.

I want to mend Micah's pants, which ALL have blown knees, except the ones that he says are dorky because they have the wrong colour stripe on them and he refuses to wear them.

I want to work on the five or so bags that I'd like completed for Christmas. I want space for my mind to wander, to get lost in my buttons, fabric, piecing.

I want to wander over to the church, sans kids, and lose myself in the decorating of the place.

I want to vacuum the porch, which is quite gritty.

I want to stop clearing the same $^%$# stretch of kitchen counter which is never actually cleared, only partially cleared, and only just barely in time to prepare more ^%$%^& food for some individual who will surely starve if they are not fed that moment.

I want the individual who invented the sadistic, perverse concept of "moon sand" to be relocated to a small, desert island.

I want a decent backrub.

I don't want any super-sympathetic comments because I know that I'm being dramatic and that my life is really terrific. So, ROSE, this may be your oppurtunity to leave me one of those "get over yourself" comments.....