Bubbles

To take the pressure off at this point would have been madness… I needed a bubble bath, that’s all, wasn’t much to ask for was it? Hope the bathroom is free, I need to make sure I lock the door, we have my friend’s son staying with us so there is no privacy lately.

It’s getting late, I have one hour before I have to go to class. Did I read? Any homework I need to turn in today? So, after class I need to remember to pick up my daughter from school, she gets out early today. Oh that’s right, I need to take my friend’s son for some passport pictures and make sure they turn out good this time; then the photos need to be sent express mail to Canada. OK, so school, daughter, photos, then what? Dinner, what are we eating tonight? My husband is sick; I’ll have to cook tonight.

No bubble bath. I keep dreaming about it but just can’t get to it. I’ll have to make a date with myself and make sure it happens before I lose it. The pressure to take the pressure off is driving me mad.