My Very Own Week--Just For Me-- Are You Kidding Me

If I could do most anything A week to have for my very own?! I'd put away the mop and broom! The paper work would have to wait! No rush to work, ....so what if late? I'd put my chores upon the shelf I'd sleep in late, perhaps till noon I'd take the car out for a ride I'd walk about the countryside And lay along the riverbank And toss some sticks, and take a swim And ride my bike, and play some pranks Eat peanut butter with loads of jam And make mud pies....because I can! And watch the ducks and geese that gather Those ticking clocks?....Ignore....I'd rather! I'd sit out in the sun that gleams Among the trees I'd lie and dream I'd head back home, and whistle songs I'd make a call and right some wrongs I'd take a nap and eat a snack Then put music on and do a dance I'd take a good book from the shelf Curl up and indulge myself A mom like me who hovers...races... To keep the pace, going places Helping, filling needs of many faces Never has alone time...spaces So one week's worth of self indulgence Sounds like bliss...could it exist?? Perhaps I should find a great disguise... Would that be wise? Go undercover... Just a week, sounds quite resplendent... Just as long as it's not forever....