It’s a beautiful day out today. The wind chases fluffy white clouds across the sky. Leaves whisper in the breeze, counterpoint to the bullfrog’s basso. I can hear the sounds of baseball from the park.
The girls are out playing somewhere, the boys are napping upstairs, while I sit on the deck, tired, grumpy, and working.
This has gone on too long, and has to stop. I want my life back.