Time for Bed
Mom and Dad were watching TV when Mom said, "I'm tired, and it's
getting late. I think I'll go to bed."
She went to the kitchen to make sandwiches for the next day's lunches,
rinsed out the popcorn bowls, took meat out of the freezer for supper
the
following evening, checked the cereal box levels, filled the sugar
container, and put spoons and bowls on the table.
She then put some wet clothes into the dryer, put a load of clothes
into the wash, ironed a shirt and secured a loose button. She picked up
the newspapers strewn on the floor, picked up the game pieces left on
the
table and put the telephone book back into the drawer. She watered the
plants, emptied a wastebasket and hung up a towel to dry. She yawned and
stretched and headed for the bedroom.
She stopped by the desk and wrote a note to the teacher, counted out
some cash for the field trip, and pulled a textbook out from hiding
under
the chair. She signed a birthday card for a friend, addressed and
stamped the
envelope and wrote a quick note for the grocery store. She put both near
her purse. Mom then creamed her face, put on moisturizer, brushed and
flossed her teeth and trimmed her nails.
Hubby called, "I thought you were going to bed. "I'm on my way," she
said.
She put some water into the dog's dish and put the cat outside, then
made sure the doors were locked. She looked in on each of the kids and
turned out a bedside lamp, hung up a shirt, threw some dirty socks in
the
hamper, and had a brief conversation with the one up still doing
homework. In her own room, she set the alarm, laid out clothing for the
next day, straightened up the shoe rack, and then said her prayers. She
added three things to her list of things to do for tomorrow.
About that time, the hubby turned off the TV and announced to no one
in particular "I'm going to bed," and he did.
