quiet house.

kids asleep.

lunches made.

dishes done.

laundry folded.

I collapse into bed.

tap, tap, hey honeeeeeeyyyyy?

Oh, not tonight dear, I’m exhausted.

What? Are you serious? That’s what you said last night.

(rolls over in a huff)

(looks at the clock, stares at ceiling)

You’re gonna be in a pissy mood all day tomorrow, now aren’t you?

Well I’m not gonna be home tomorrow night, I have a golf tournament and last night was a bust too, soooooooo.

(weighs pros and cons)

OK. I’ll do it but you have to be quick.

I can do that.

(00:05:48 later)

The balance of power has been restored, the universe is safe once more.



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