Plaids Or Stripes

I throw my covers back Place my feet upon the floor Get my bearings of just where I'm at Head for the bathroom door I brush away the night From my hair, my eyes, my teeth I look back in the mirror with delight There you go...now I recognize me My closets filled with plaids and stripes What's this Wednesday...then plaid it is There's a lump in the bed I think it's my wife Either or, I give the lump a kiss Down the stairs straight for the door But not before I grab my shades Same as yesterday and the day before We all know practice perfection makes At my desk for one long eight hour yawn Can't remember even taking a break My boss stops by to ask what's going on I tell the truth which might have been a mistake Back at home I walk through the front Keys in hand I reach for the light Last thought I have as I again kiss the lump Is tomorrow plaids or stripes