Because I Could Not Make Up My Mind

What is the point? Asked Mrs. Snooty.
The point is I could not make up my mind when we
were building, so I said put all three in.

We are not talking light switches.
We are talking light fixtures, and they are
gorgeous. I love them.

Not in the middle like most small eight by eight
rooms, but marching down the middle of the ceiling
in a proud line.

The point is, I like it this way, and it is my house.
I love color, and they are all colorful.

How did I raise someone this prissy?
I wonder to myself.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Kiser Avatar
December 28, 2018 at 3:27 PM
Light and color...you are truly an artist.
Krutsinger Avatar
December 28, 2018 at 8:48 PM
I really kind of am. The problem is my 7th grade art teacher who was a poopywad. He said "I pity their mother" in reference to my twin and I to the entire class. I pitied myself for being stuck with the poppywad, and unfortunately, told him. It was my last art class until I reached my mid 40's and took 6 art classes for fun.
Mcferran Avatar
December 27, 2018 at 5:39 AM
Hahaha! Love how you ended this... and the fact that you didn't "settle" for less (for conventionality's sake), but boldly did as your heart dictated!! LOVE it! ;)
Krutsinger Avatar
December 27, 2018 at 5:58 AM
I used to hahahahaha conform a bit, and let others have their own way but I am older now, and if I am going to live with something, it has to be something I wanted, not something I was talked into by a well-meaning prissy friend or relative.
Bangalee Avatar
December 26, 2018 at 12:16 AM
all wondering in own-self way, in own-self color///
Krutsinger Avatar
December 26, 2018 at 1:59 AM
Thank you. I am smiling because my control is pretty much this - "please" control. Does it please me yet?
Wolf Avatar
December 25, 2018 at 10:30 PM
Love the last two lines. Can just picture the look on your face with the word 'prissy' forming on your lips. Such an evocative and underused word. You have activated its power! ~ Gershon
Krutsinger Avatar
December 26, 2018 at 2:00 AM
Aha, and yes, I do love the word. It applies to so many in my family. They do it "well" too.
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