We Can Do That Tomorrow

I can do it tomorrow, I think, feeling good in my pajamas. Isn’t this Monday? My husband asks. Drat! I thought it was Sunday. Have I already had two days off? I look at the clock. I teach school virtually in three minutes. “Mrs. K are you wearing your pajamas again?” I thought it was pajama day, I lie. I do this every week. The kids start giving me advice. They all want to help me. Why do you put everything off to the last second? My husband asks. Why don’t you go catch the mouse in my new car? I suggest We are both the world’s biggest procrastinators. It is good we found each other So we do not have to drive anyone else mad with our “last second, last minute” last chance efforts. Our children are going to hate us when we die. Look at all the messes they get to clean, and there are mice here. Every day we say we are going to call an exterminator. Every day for the last thirteen years. Have we done it? Not yet. But we are going to….Our mantra.