You go outside, you come back in
All over the house, you tromp again and again
Your dirty dishes next to the sink
It’s only 10am and I want a drink
I make the bed, you climb back in
Nap number 2 before 11am
You ask my opinion, I give it to you
Then you do only what you want to do
See the dust on the floor, dirty handprints on the door
I’d like some help, maybe a little more
The rugs need shook, while you read your book
Please wash the dishes after you cook
The first week wasn’t bad, but now it’s gotten worse
I’m not your mother, your maid or nurse
I thought this would be fun when it first started
But that changed, while you burped, belched and farted
Netflix rages on with no one in the room
Let me introduce you to something called a broom
Here’s a thing called a rag, an empty trash bag
Sure, tell your friends that I’m a nag
Stay at Home seems like a vacation to you
While I still do all the things that you won’t do
I know you can see me that you’re not blind
So get off your ass, before I lose my mind
Today’s Musing: “God grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can and the wisdom to know the difference” The Serenity Prayer #girlwithguitar
Yes- the novelty of these restrictions is beginning to wane!