Shh Mama Is Painting Today

My rooms are a wreck, total disarray. I have clothes that don’t fit – some other day. My garage has critters, mice of course. I am painting today – a giant pink and orange horse. I have three junk drawers in my shamble of a kitchen. Paint us! Yell three faeries, and I don’t want them bit’chn. It is five thirty p.m. and my husband is fixing supper for himself. I just finished my third painting; it is drying on the shelf. My car is out of gas, this can be done another day. My cat needs fed, he is meowing away! Shh! I tell him, Mama is painting today. My husband who professes to not like cats is running his way With shrimp, lobster, and tuna. What can I say?