Monday, August 08, 2005


Harried Mom Bliss

They're at camp. The kids are are camp. Day camp, yes, but I have the house to myself for eight hours. I have projects planned and organizing tactics to use. Instead, I have become a complete lump. Lazy and languid, drinking ice tea and reading Harry Potter 6. I feel guilty about doing nothing, but not enough to stop—doing nothing

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